Norwich bulletin., 1915-06-18
THE OLD AND THE NEW WAY

Arthur Dale sat under an apple
tree near the Wayside Inn, waiting
for his coffee and reading an old
leatherbound history of the notori-
Gus highwaymen of the 18th century,
and laughing over those times so diff
ferent from today; at the sound of a
motor he looked up to see before the
inn an electric brougham from which
two ladies stepped.
Strawberries here. Ma Mere!" said
the younger lady.
Her voice was pleasant, and she
was pleasant to see, with her brown
eyes and bright face and her sand
colored linen froclz with a deep red
rose in the white f1uffiness at the
neck.
Arthur could see the crimson fruit
placed on the porch table, and, when
the ladies walked back to their
brougham, he had full view of the
girlish. smiling, brown eyed face.
she's a bonny creature" he muir
INJURED wish I could make her &C
quaintance. But how In good old
times. now, she would be riding on
her horse and the road gentlemen
would attack her. I should dash up
at the psychological moment, rescue
her and win her gratitude-and love"
While Dale thus meditated, the
brougham whirred away, the breeze
whispered in the apple-tree, the bees
buzzed in the clover, and then - why,
there stood the browne eyed girl
dressed in a riding habit; a liveried
servant helped her to mount a horse
and rode away behind heri
Dale FASTENED to pay his reckon
ing to 2 fosy- checked bar-maid or
dered his mount-his runabout was
gone-thrust some huge pistols into
the holsters, and rode off on a. dreary
road; he shuddered, as he saw at the
crossroads a gruesome object gal
from which donplad no CT 1r
limp bundles which had been men.
'%Highwaymen," Dale thought land
there may be others watching for
her.
Listening, with his ear to the ground
he detected the trot of two horses be-
fore him and also the clatter of hur-
rying hoofs behind; squirting on, he
saw the lady rider but scarcely had
he approached her, when three high
waymen galloped up. Dale caught
the bride of the 1ady's horse, urging
her to dash with him for safety; but
she believing him a robber, pulled her
self free; the frightened servant had
fed, and while Dale struggled with
the highwaypen, some soldiers ran up
and quickly overpowered Dale with
them, thrust irons on him, and dragged
him away.
Soon he found himself in loath-
some dungeon from which he was
taken to a courtroom before a stern
judge who would hear some of his
protestations. The soldiers declared
that they found Dale with the other
highwaymen attacking lady; the
lady end her servant witnessed that
Dale had seized her horses bride
and drawn a pistol. The judge
promptly sentenced him to be hung
at the crossroads, the soldiers
with its dangling burdens was al
ready in sight, when Dale, with des-
perate effort, broke away from his
captors and stood beneath an apple
tree. staring wildly about and finally
at a shattered coffee cup! Joyously
he cried.
Good old timest Not for mel"
Having paid his account made with
due regard to broken crockerV, Dale
whizzed off in his fleet runabout along
a pleasant New England road As he
entered a shadowy stretch of pines,
he saw approaching him graceful,
Iight-clad figure. Could it be the
brown eyed girl? Yes, there was the
red rose at her neck! Dale sprang
from his car.
Tam so thankful to see you!" cried
the girl.
I'm proud Pm sure" he replied.
81 mean she stammered, I'm so
glad to see a man."
PLEASED to be one" murmured
Dale.
"Oh!" she said, 81 don't mean Il
mean I do-welI, I'm glad. anyhow"
Both laughed and she continued:
You see, my car has a tantrum, and
can't make it go. and I've walked
miles without meeting a person, and
poor Ma Mere all alone"
rs the brougham far from here %
asked Dale, assisting the girl into his
machine.
"a thousand miles when you walk
alone in the sun, but not so far when
you are motoring, and there is a
man"
A few minutes of speeding brought
the runabout to the stranded
brougham and a distracted lady.
Marian. how thankful I am to see
you safe back!'' she exclaimed
This gentleman" began the girl.
Arthur Dale prompted Dale
Mr.. Dale" Marian continued, "has
been sent " a kind Providence. Ny
mother, Mrs. Brent, Mr. Dale"
Dale burrowed beneath the broug-
ham on an exploring tour and
emerged, flushed and dusty but cheer
full
Nothing serious he announced