El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-08-12
The Diary of A Bachelor
He Is Able to Recount His Exper-
fences at the Creek and What
Put Him to Bed.

T ULY S1.-You are the only relaxa-

7 ULY 31.-YOu are the only relaxa-
ton. Diary, that they permit me to
have, and my fingers, because Of
my weakness, feel as clumsy and as
big as telegraph poles.
want to tell what happened the
last hour before I stopped knowing
what was happening.
was sitting on the end of a log
engaged in watching a cork on the
water, thinking, as I often do, of
Sally. and longing to see her. when
I felt Manette's arms around my neck
She had crawled out on the log behind
me, a perilous thing to do
Puppy says" she whispered, max
ing believe as she frequently did that
the dog could talk, that a big black
cloud is soaring him"
looked up and found the skies
overcast. There was a muttering
threat in the waving of the trees,
sullen roar, and big, heavy drops of
rain began to fall
Puppy is right" replied, and
turned hastily to, carry the child back
to shore. The log was old and soft
and worn smooth, and my footing,
with the child in my arms was pre-
carious. Ordinarily cautious I thought
only of the need of getting Manette
to shelter, missed my step, and re-
membered little else.
I had a feeling that I was plum
ging down. down, with Manette and
the whole universe plunging on top
of me. Everything turned black,
there was a sudden, sharp pain in my
head that seemed to spread over my
entire body, and then lost conscious
ness
They tell me that the log, a fallen
giant of the woods, must have turned,
and that in my effort to save US from
falling I caught hold Of it and pulled
il down on top Of me. Then the rain
began to fall in torrents.
1T was mercifuI," said Richards
this morning. while lowering around
me while the nurse took her morning
walk, that you were unconscious
If you had realized Manette's danger
and your heIplessness, you'd have gone
mad"
Manette. they said, was saved from
injury by a miracle. 1 have a sort Of
indistinct recollection that when I
felt myself crashing down threw
her from me. I don't know about
that
No one knows what happened in
the next two hours, for it was fully
that long until the dog appeared at the
door of the kitchen, barking and
ing, they said, fully half an hour be-
fore he appeared in sight, and were
ready with lanterns to follow him.
They supposed when the storm
broke that we had found shelter, and
were not worried, as we had been
caught in so many storms before, and
had always come home when they
cleared. laughing and making merry
over the experience.
A Friend in Need.
The dog saved US. You may need
him." Sally Spencer had urged when
the question of taking him came up.
She was right. We did need him.
Manette says that when she crawled
out of the mud I was lying on the
bank flat on my back. with the tree
trunk laying across me. She found her
way, with the rain beating down on
her, to my side, and in her baby way
tried to rouse me.
Failing, she seemed to realize that
something serious had happened for
she snuggled down beside me put
both arms around my neck and tried
as best she could with her arms and
face, TO shelter me from the storm.
Her little skirts were torn into
shreds proving the effort the dog
made to pull her to a place of shelter.
He pulled and barked end pulled. but
she held to me with both arms. I can
imagine the scene-the frantic efforts
of the dog to get her to a place of
safety Tor the waite 5 in the lake
were rising, and hRr equally frantic