Norwich bulletin. [volume] (Norwich, Conn.) 1895-2011, 1915-10-26
LOVE FROM THE CLOUDS

''Oh, father. looki What lis that?"
angela pointed at an object among
the clouds.
Looks mighty like an aeroplane,"
he replied, scanning the distant OBJ
ject from beneath his extended palm.
by Jovei' he replied excitedIy. "'t
Isl and it's falling. and there's some
body hanging under her!"
Dashing -lurching -.broken-spaTredr
an aeroplane was ducking toward the
earth. Dangling underneath, his foot
entangled in a rope. hung the luckless
aviator. Ronald Martin.
oh, father. hen be killed."
Angela's blue eyes darkened with
horror, as. swaying and swooping, the
machine came nearer. and with a final
top boughs of the elm tree shading the
porch of the Meriden house.
Quick, father! get the long lad
der!s He'll be smotheredi"
You run to the house and tell
mother to get the brandy and fix the
jifies." His leg swung ocer the stone
wall. and with long strides he reached
the barn and reappeared with the lad
der, which he placed against the tree,
and stepped onto the lowest rung,
lettering 1t to see that it was steady.
Angela FASTENED to the house, and
while her good mother busted herself
preparing for the unexpected guest,
the daughter returned to the back
yard. closely followed by Jonas. the
man servant.
Hurry, father! He is alivei
heard him groan!" exclaimed Ange-
liza. Jonas, get up and help father!"
Tying the ladder to a stout branch
Mr.. Meriden and Jonas mounted the
long ladder. to within about three feet
Of the young man.
Jonas pulled upon the machine.
Steady, there, Jonas" said Mr..
Meriden. Don't pull the fellow down
with the machine! Let me get a good
grip on him, then you can pull!"
With a cautious movement, Jonas
ground with a swish, and the two
men soon had the injured man from
his perilous position, and onto the
couch, in the sitting room.
long-drawn moan, a gasp, and the
heavily purpled eyelids raised, re-
vealing a pair of bloodshot, brown
eyes, that looked for moment with
a dazed expression. then closed again.
viii he die. father?" whispered
Angela.
No. reckon not" replied Mr.. Mer-
iden, raising the injured mans head
and pouring tablespoonful OF brandy.
between the swollen lips. A gasp-a
gulp mo. he'll come out oil right;
he can swallow"
What a handsome man. mother"
WAiASpCICO <AASSl1, OdSIA4Ully. w H6l
wavy hair and what pretty dlmple
in the chin!''
@Rosh, child" smiled the mother.
| Hes only a boy! Why should you
be noting the handsomeness OF .
| stranger, when Tom Hayden's break
| ing his heart for a smile from you$
| This boy is not over twenty"
! But this young man is so differ
emit whispered Angela. 'rHe is such
a noble appearing young man. But
he seems not to come to-
The mother placed her hand on the
boys forehead.
"oh. yes; his forehead is warming;
it was cold"
Angela felt the young mans fore
| head. $50, it is, mother-thank Godr'
she added with a little more fevor
than she would have liked to admit.
The young man opened his eyes
The planet I FELL" he said slowly
II reckon you did," smiled Mr.. Mer-
iden, -sympathetically But you're
all right now. How do you feel?''
Kind of hay. 1t seems as if al
the blood in my body was up in my
head"
you got a pretty bad shaking up
| said the farmer. 1--WE saw. the thing
falling. and you landed head first in
our big elm tree. Your machine is al
busted to pieces"
81 feel as if I was all busted tc
4
with a faint smile. Glad I'm alive tc
tell the tale"
/ Mother and Angela here are mas
ter hands at nursing. They'll fix you
| up"
The young aviator turned his gaze
admiringly upon Angela's pretty face
l-whereat she blushed and stepped
back. delicious thrill passing
through her.
Better go to sleep now" cautioned
the farmer; "a few hours sleep viii
be better than any medicine"
Two weeks. had passed, and al.
though Ronald Martin was fully re.
covered, he still fingered. Angels
had proved herself the fine nurse he1
father had proclaimed her; and eacf
morning bouquet of roses had glad.
dened Ronalds senses. There was M
further excuse for remaining, but ht
felt that he could not go without un.
burdening his heart.