The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1913-08-14

rises over the wodiey Hill he dismountsa,
The road stretched away d0wnhill sharply
at the edge or q deep pool, called Wodley
Pool, which waa locally reputed TO be
botSJmless.
The scene before him. as he meditatively
gazed over his pipe, was most beautiful.
A rolling stretch OF low. wooded hill with
pasture land In h valleys. Occasional
streams wandered, seemingly at their Will
Here and there tiny haInlets lay snug in
a wooded fold, while around the edge Of
the picture lay the seeming infinity OF the
ocean. ,
Then Gerald turned to look above him:
Tor ne q paused as I said IN the CEN
ter Of this long hill. Suddenly a cyclist
appeared over the brow and commenced to
rapidly descend. Then. as he looked, Ger
aid saw the arms OF the scyclist give q
sudden jerk downwards, and then he saw
the rider held the handlebars apart from
the machine.
Good heayenst' he cried. TITS a gtrl,
and she's smashed her handlebars, and
Good hsavenst It's EthelP'
For now the machine. with Its helpless
rider sitting In the saddle with nothing to
steer with or hold by, had dashed past
him. Tn consciousness OF her great lam
ger vas written on her face, which was
still and white as marble. The machine
was running steadily with the free wheel
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the broken handlebar with the useless
brake hanging Imply thereto.
As she dew past Gerald he jumped at
his machine and In a second was tearing
madly down the hill after her. Still her
machine ran steadily, but he knew that
she would never get round the corner by
Wodley Pool. The front wheel OF her
bicycle. too, might hit a stone, which
would mean that the machine would turn
and throw its rider. And at the pace at
which she was travelling that would have
alrnost the gravest OF consequences.
On. on. he tore. but his quarry had had
q good start OF tdnn. On, ON. he pedalled
as he had never pedalied In his life be-
fore, and every minute that fearful corner
grew closer and closer. And now he was
50 near that the whfrl OF the wheel OF her
machine wa quite apparent. Then he
cried out to herr
Keep calm. Ethel; I'm here-Gerald
Sinclairk.
Then he pua every ounce Into his work.
and closed right up. nerytng himself for
the ina effort. The corner by Wodleyl
Pool was now only about two hundred
yards OF. and II must be now or never.
He was tearing along beside hen but he
dare neither look nor speak, the tension
was too great. With d hasty glance at
the speeding landscape on the right of
him, for Wodtey Pool was on the left. and
with q silent prayer. he suddenly threw
his left arm around the waist Of Ethel
Walrond, and with a vicious tug, turned
his flying bicycle into the hecge.
AS he turned he took his remaining land
from the pars and held Ethel from him
with both arms, while, with a tearing,
sickening crash, he was thrown violently
into the hedge.
And then 1t seemed he fell downtown,
all the time holding Ethel out OF danger.
I'm and On he aaan1aA m falI aipffl haF lau
so peacefully, as It were, In the deep blue
sea which always seemed to be below him
as he was falling. Then he remembered
+ nothing more until he opened his eyes and
they encouraged those OF Ethel Walrond.
His wandering gaze went around the
room wherein he lay. He didn't know 1t at
all, and what was Ethel doing? Why
did his arm hurt Vol
''Oh, thank heavenr, murmured Ethel,
as she saw his eyes open. But when she
saw the wondering. vacant gaze. she bent
over him, cryings
1T Is /, Ethel Wairond. Don't you know
me. Mr.. Sinclair"
Yes, / know you, Ethel" came the
feeble response A blush dyed her face
as he used her Christian name, which be-
came more and more pronounced as ths
sufferer, with his glance running ~vacantly
around the room, muttered: Ethel, dear,
my Ethel" @Then he relapsed into uncon-
seriousness again.
1t appeared that In falling he had broken
his right arm and sustained a slight con-
cuSsion OF the brain. But, beyond the
shock, Ethel had received no injury what
ever. Her bicycle had jumped the fence
or Wodbey Pool and lay secure In the mud
at the bottom thereof. where Ii is doubt
less lying this very day. Gerald had been
picked up and carried into a n~eighboring
house, where the inhabitants had, like
good Samaritansy taken him In and cared
for him.
A doctor had soon arrived from Nine
head, and In a couple of days, with the
exception of his broken arm. Gerald was
high on the road to perfect health
Ethel had constituted herself as his
nurse and Gerald told himself he would
willingly have broken both arms and legs
to have u such attendance. How
sweetly she had thanked him. too, and he
was ready to swear tina he had felt her
hand moving h hair from his forehead
when he was supposed to a been I'M
conscious.
she was at his bedside now with that
confounded medicine the physician had
sent him He gulped It down and returned
the glass AS Ethel went to take 1t their
hands met, the glass fell from Gerslds
hand on to the bed. and he held her hand
a safe prisoner. #
ETHEL he whispered, don't go away
from me"
Shyly heIgaHad at him. and then, kneel-
ing down by the bedside 50 that his left
arm encircled her. she softly said:
IT don't want to. Gerald" Then, ten
derby. so as not 30 disturb the broken arm,
she placed her arms aroun his neck and
kissed him on the lips. while he, hardly
knowing Whether he Yves awake or dream
ing. strained her TO him as well as he was
able with his one sound arm.
Now I an thank you properly for my
lifet'' she whispered. And she did.
M that IS hoW Ethel Walrond became
Mrs. Gerald Sinclair. And that Is why
she gave up her work in connection with
''Women's Rights" although they always
bless the cause becauee that was the first
thing that broaght them together.
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