The Parker post., 1915-08-28

She tossed aside her veil and hat
and, crawling out on the jutting end
of girder she looked down at the
fallen motor car.
"Hendrick!" she called, and her
voice broke into sobs.
She fancied that some of the
planks around the car moved; then a
gloved hand was visible, then a
shoulder, and at last Hendricks pale
face looking up at her from the
heaped debris
GO back!" he ordered hoarsely.
For answer Evelyn leaned over the
abyss of boiling foam and stretched
out hand Let me help you-what
can l do?" she called.
Go back!" he repeated. 81 am all
right"
you can do nothing alone," she
protested. Keep perfectly quiet and
I will go for help-please, please
keep still and let me do something
for you
Very WE'LL" he agreed shortly.
"Only make haste and get off that
broken girder-go back cautiously,
fix your eyes on shore and don't lose
your nerve"
With encouraging words he cheered
her way back along the dangerous
stringpiece-a way which she had
bravely trod a short while before
in the great fear that he was forever
lost.
Gaining the river bank, she tossed
her long cloak aside, sped up the
road to the top of Mill Hill, and
stumbled through the gate just as
Mrs. Beatty came down the drive in
her smart runabout
There we're hurried exclamations
and questions, which Evelyn an
swered with what calmness she
could muster. Then Alice Beatty is
sued a few orders and in ten min
utes several men were racing down
the long hill to the broken bridge.
Mrs. Beatty and Evelyn followed in
the runabout.
When they reached the bridge it
was to find the flood tearing at the
splintered boards which had impris-
oned Hendrick in the fallen motor car.
The Beatty servants were quick-witted
| and trained to meet emergencies. Two
of them tossed down a noosed rope
to the chauffeur, who slipped it under
his arms. Then, by main force they
pulled
When Hendrick reached the river
bank he promptly lost consciousness.
| Bigley, the gardener, made hasty ex-
animation and spoke to his mistress.
Hes hurt his head, think, ma'am.
We better be taking him up to the
house in the car"
Evelyn turned her head that she
might not see Hendricks still, white
face, stern even in it's unconscious
ness. Mrs. Beatty leaned forward
eagerly, pressed back the heavy locks
of brown hair and screamed:
'Why it's Teddy! Evelyn, thought
you said it was your new chauffeur!"
"Why it is-Hendrick-h has only
been with us few months. If it isn't
| Hendrick-who is it, Alice?"
"My cousin. Teddy Hendrickson, -
sobbed Mrs. Beatty, holding Hen
drick's strong hand in both of hers.
"He speculated and lost every penny
he had. Father offered to help him
get back on his feet again, but he re-
| fused-said he'd find some way out
all by himself-he's the pluckiest boy
alive! Then Teddy disappeared and
father has been looking for him high
| and low ever since"
Evelyn was crying bitterly as they
walked back up the hill.
1t was several hours afterward,
when the late chauffeur was lying with
bandaged head in the best bedroom of
| the Beatty home, that Evelyn was ad-
mitted to see him. Mrs. Beatty had
personally borne her cousins request
to see Miss Post.
The room was bathed in the late
afternoon sunlight. Teddy Hendrick-
son was lying with his dark eyes fixed
on the door. A glad look came into
his face when Evelyn entered.
For long while they looked at
each other. Then the girls glance
wavered and fell beneath his ardent
| glance.
"I'm sorry-I cannot tell you how
sorry l am to have been the cause of
your injuries. 1t was all my silly will
fulness, and / hope you will forgive
me-"
| Forgive your" he breathed quick
| ly. "You must have known it was a
privilege to serve you"
| And am sorry-sorry that I said
that I said you did not know your
place. didn't understand that it was
your better judgment and your cour-
age in rising above your situation that
prompted your defiance of my orders.
| She held out her hand timidly and
Hendrickson covered it in warm
clasp. His dark eyes looked into her
blue ones with strange significance.
II know the place want to fill, Miss
| De- io%1x n ~.