The sea coast echo., 1912-10-19

most blindly. She hadn't rome :
quarter OF mile when. as she
c-ouched and covered her face. she
was struck by flying limb and knew
| no more.
/ 1t was the dim sight of the girl and
| the scream she uttered when hit. that
sent the man who was clinging to
| the roadside fence back into the
highway He bent over the uncon-
scious form and picked 1t ND and
| staggered back to the fence and fol-
lowed it until he saw a light and
found the gate Of a farmhouse His
lusty calls for help soon brought out
a man. and the senseless burden was
carried into the house and received
| by woman.
'T don't know who she is, but I
found her in the road. explained her
rescuer There is blood on her hair,
and l think she was struck down"
We'll do all we can" replied the
man and woman together, but you
mustn't look for much We are
mighty poor folks. We hain't got no
camphor nor whisky, and as for get
ting doctor out from town-it
/ can't be done tonight"
The girl was carried into the only
bedroom and laid on the only bed,
and when her wet clothing had been
removed and she was between the
sheets, the woman got cloth and a
basin of water and washed away the
blood and whispered to the stranger:
81 don't think she's bad hurt She's
| Just tainted away with the scare Of it.
When she opens her eyes I'll tell her
| to go to sleep, and she'll be all right
| In the morning
do you think it's some young lady
| from the vilIage?" asked the stranger
of the farmer as they talked in whis-
pers in the outer room
mo, 1 don't reckon SO. l reckon
it's that new girl that arrived at
going towards the village two hours
age"
Arrived at Turner'S! Say, man,
are you sure? Is it strange girl
| to the neighborhood?
I've heard say 1t was Uncle Bob's
niece, and that she come from the
city What ails you, stranger? Does
| this storm upset your
It wasn't the storm. Percy Kincaid
had quarrelled with the girl he loved
| and had asked to be his wife. 1t was
about nothing, almost, as most low
ers' quarrels are, but pride on either
side held off a reconciliation until
| the lover finally learned that Miss
| Minnie had gone on a journey and
| left no word for him. She was going
| to spend Thanksgiving week in the
country. Within two days she had re-
| Tented; within three he was making
every effort to locate her, that he
might patch up peace. He had sue
ceeded. He was going to throw him
self on her mercy and ask Uncle Rob
ert for place at his Thanksgiving
| table
The storm grew fiercer as the
night advanced. The girl woke and
| IU6u Slept d uIGdm1cSo SISCpy dAu IhO
lover had long hours in which to
| ponder and think. When another day
came even the cattle could not face
the storm nor man move from his
door 1t was Thanksgiving day. AT
Uncle Roberts there was feast to
be spread; at Bradley 81 there was
hardly better than poorhouse fare.
| But the victim of the accident was no
| longer in bed, and the rescuer no
| longer cared about the weather, and
the farmer-folks looked at each other
| and smiled and whispered:
Even If we had turkey and cram
berry sauce I don't believe they'd eat
| single mouthful. They've just sor-
| ter found each other. and are tickled
| to death"
| And when at last they could make
/ their way to Turner'S and Uncle Bob
suffered and Aunt Harriet cried for
| joy, Miss Minnie asked in way that
was almost heartless:
why do you take on SO? / never
had such a lovely Thanksgiving in
all my life!"