The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-10-14

where he had purchased Snowfoot.
He knew that Mr.. Young lived some
where in it's vicinity.
Just as he was starting out, his only
relative in the world, little Artie, his
brother, ran out and insisted on join
ing him. The tiny lad was the idol
of Elston's soul.
Jump in," he ordered and the eager
Juvenile was promptly at his side.
Just where the road turned the wife
Of a man who had been doing some
work at the Elston place hailed its
master. She explained that her hus-
band had sustained a bad fall, was in
bed and would be glad to have a word.
with him.
Elston went into the house. leaving
little Artie in the phaeton, with
warning to hold the lines steady.
Five minutes later when he came
out Of the house. Elston uttered a cry
Of alarm and broke into q run. He
saw the phaeton three hundred yards
away, just ascending the incline that
led to the old condemned wooden
bridge. Little Artie was tugging at
the lines vigorously. but the pony re-
fused to halt or turn.
Then suddenly quick gasp of
alarm parted Elston's lips. The pony
had gained the bridge He saw the
animals front hoofs sink through
rotten plank, the phaeton turn over
on its side. 1t spilled out the merry
little driver. With a groan of agony
Elston saw his brother go shooting
through break in the planking TWEEN
ty feet down into the water below.
1t was steep descent at the banks
near to the bridge, but down the in.
cline Elston flew, rather than sped.
Then he lost his footing, his head
struck shelf of slate, and. with one
lost view of Artie being borne swiftly
down the stream, Elston lost con-
seriousness.
1t was fifteen minutes later when
Elston reused up. He ran hatless
down the stream, in anguished dis
tress scanning its surface.
TOO late." his bloodless lips re.
peated. "Oh, Arthur. Arthur"
Turning bend, he made out a fig.
ure, that of fair young girl in drip
ping. clinging garments, standing near
a little copse. Beneath tree near
by was horse. painting and water
fiecked. Instantly Elston recognized
the animal-it was Snowfoot.
The girl ran towards him, her face
colorless. her eyes filled with an in.
tense anxiety.
you are the DOCTOR" she cried,
selling his arm impetuously. Come
quick! have done all could for
the little fellow, but hailed a man
to hurry after you, fearing
my brother!" cried Elston, look
ing beyond her and observing a lit.
tie silent form outstretched on the
green sward. Then he was on mis-
knees beside the limp PROSTATE FORM
uttering his ardent delight as he not
ed that Artie was breathing regular
ly, although with closed eyes and pal
I'D face.
the doctor sent for arrived few
minutes later. Artie had been rescued
from the river just in time, and it was
Snowfoot. urged into the stream by
the young lady, who had borne both
back to the shore in safety.
And then. embarrassed, but with
some conference as to the situation
now, Miss Edith Young explained that
her desire to return the truant Snow.
foot had brought her to the scene of
the accident Just in time.
you must take Snowfoot as a
glad gift" insisted Elston, when Miss
Young spoke Of returning home.
You must take my lonely self and
little Artie, who talks OF you all day
long" he added, after q month Of
closer fond acquaintance, and Edith
could not say him nay.
Copyright, 1915. by W. G. Chapman)
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