The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1915-08-05

ton of the fresh garden stuff at his
humble home.
Upon another holiday Mrs. Meade
and her sister-inlaw started out one
morning upon an excursion steamer
which made the rounds of the lake
about ten miles from where they lived
They were seated comfortably on
camp stools on the shady side of the
boat, when man passed by. He was
neatly dressed, but his attire was not
fine Of texture or fashionably cut. He,
however, lifted his hat most politely
to Mrs Walters.
"Who was that?" inquired her SIS
| ter-in-law.
| 1T is the gentleman your husband
wished to stay to dinner that day. you
know
Gentleman" scoffed Mrs. Meade
THAT elevator conductor! The idea!
Recognizing us!"
| mot to you, Marie. He bowed to
me, thinking I was Mrs. Meade"
"Humph!'
| Martin Brill made himself no fur
Their obtrusive. About noon the
weather changed, chill mist came
up. They were among the small is
lands dotting the land now, and the
absence of a clear course made some
of the passengers anxious.
Suddenly there was a shock Peo-
pie were knocked from their seats.
Mrs. Meade, who was highly excitable,
| sprang to her feet just as her COM
panion was tipped sideways and
struck the deck floor with violence
that stunned her.
MY pocketbook-I have lost my
pocketbook! wildly cried out Mrs.
Meade, but before she could search
for 1t the atfrigkted passengers swept
her along in the mad current of hui
manity. She forgot all about her re,
cent companion amid her wild terror,
The steamer had struck rock and
was disabled. The crew managed to
run the boat ashore. The passengers
were hurried upon a barren island.
Mrs. Meade was overcome She
could not find her friend, but was re,
assured when advised that quite a
number of the passengers had been
taken to the mainland In the small
| boats.
For two mortal hours, with several
hundred others, Mrs. Meade was
forced to stand under dripping trees,
beaten and soaked by pouring rain.
Then relief steamer came. Her
anxious husband, advised of the acct
dent, met her joyfully at the wharf
He had an automobile to take her
home as speedily as possible.
Your sister, Lucy?" was her first
question.
ooh, she got here in small boat
three hours since. sent her home
with a friend"
"She is all right"
ooh, yes-she was most fortunate in
being saved from the onrushing mob
She was stunned by fall and brave
man rushed to her rescue, lifted her
to one of the small boats, restored
her to consciousness and when they
reached the wharf saw that she was
safely taken home.
How fortunate!" exclaimed Mrs
Meade. But, oh, Robert! what dc
you think? My pocketbook!
What about it, Maria?" inquired
Robert, queer, secretive smile upon
his lips.
81 lost it. You see, had it in my
lap. When the collision came 1t was
swept to the deck"
"Was there much in it," asked Rob
ert.
"The fifty dollars you gave me this
morning. 1t isn't that, Robert It's
my diamonds. l had put my brooch
and diamond rings in 1t. Oh, dear!
am grieved to death about it."
"H'm!" observed Robert. Suppose
I should tell you it was found?"
ooh, Robert, never!" broke out Mrs
Meade ecstatically.
well, it was" replied Robert. "It
seems that the man who rescued Lucy
saw the pocketbook where 1t had
fallen near to her. He supposed II
was hers. He placed 1t in his pocket
and when she recovered conscious
ness gave it to her. Lucy has it now
"And who was this splendid gentle
MANI" cried Mrs. Meade breathlesslyD
HE wasn't gentleman" replied
Robert gmatically-"only a man
His name is Martin Brill"
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