Semi-weekly herald., 1916-11-08
A TRIPLE MIRACLE
BY SARA LoNeLEY.


dered plaster. For the great domed
hull Of The Browns city house was be-
ing remodeled according to plans
drawn by Harrison, the celebrated ar
chltect.
ReAching the door of the library,
she unlocked it,groping her way in tho
anrk among the heavy pieces of
shrouded furniture, and drew up a
window shade to let in some sun.
Mercy! How close and stuTy and
dusty But l must call mother on the
phone and tell her 1 got here snfely
Ia my new rondster and I'll start for
Glover Hill as soon as l have some
luncheon ut the hotel"
She looked fondly at her new road
car a darl, Brewster, green, with ivory
Wheels Near 1t at the curb was u
ridiculous little Bridge, so mud-caked
Betsy wondered that it could go.
"Its wonder to me-" said Betsy in
dignantly, "how some people can treat
IA cur so. No matter what kind it is,
It's car-same as a yellow pup is
n dog
That's true" said "A man on the
stone balcony outside the window, ''but
2 yellow pup wouldn't be happy If he
We're clean. He would only 20 out and
roll in the gutter again. If his insldes
are well taken care of, he's happy, and
oe'il go until he Drops
Betsy looked ut his overalls and
griny hands and changed the subject.
~ hnye to get to the second floor and
the stairs are gone. What can l doY'
you can 20 up the ladder, perhaps.
But it's pretty high. Anything l can
doYr
"Yes," agreed Betsy, suddenly trust
ing the brown eyes. Here's the key
to mothers room. open the big box
ut the foot of the bed and get gray
velvet coat. Then close up everything
again, please
Betsy locked up the library and went
out 10 her chr, After a short delay
/ The man came out with the wrap. 'I'm
sorry to keep you waiting. but 1
couldn't find IL right away" he ex-
| plaiued His eyes were not smiling
aow and his lips were set very firm.
She wondered at the change.
For m hour nftcr she left the hotel
| things went famously. Then, rounding
9 curve between high, wooded bank
and q rayine, she found herself in mud
niite a foot deep. She put on more
1 pOwer and plowed through, but the
! wheels started to slip. Suddenly she
pnt on the brake and the ear stopped
/ dead What had happened she couldn't
tell, but The car wouldn't move at all
IN amy direction. There she was alone
IN mudhoe miles away from help
| and another storm coiningl
Then she seard snappy little chug
clug behind her. Size turned and there
was the ugly little Bridge car she had
nHde fun of, with her accommodating
workman turning the wheel this way
and that with one hand.
whats wrong?" he called.
"I don't lsnow 1t won't move"
IF youn ride in my little yellow
4 dog, nj be glad TO take you"
4 Betsy looked at II With distnste and
pictured herself ridu into Clover IIin.
"Thanl, you, no. If you would take me
/ To Dexter, l can take the electric near
ly all the way. Would you mind?"
"I'd be delighted TO do anything you
say."
Tell me, are you hurt?" she asked
suddenly,
81 strained my hand little this
morning, but 1 can manage the steer
ing"
They reached Dexter and she board
ed a car.
"Good-by,n she called to her benefac-
tor, "and thank you so much"
The trolley car went five or six miles
/ through green fields and curved around
the foot of the hills. Then suddenly
it stopped.
"Ihore has been landslide !" called
man up front. And, sure enough,
there across the track We're stone and
dirt it would take hours TO remove.
Betsy left the car and looked dis
consolntely at the mass. Then she
heard u familiar sound, and, turning,
She beheld her workman friend in his
brave litHe Bridge bouncing along the
road near the track.
Come on." he called. won't you
let me take you homer
"You are terribly lind" said Betsy.
If you wouldn't mind taking me to
North Stanwick, can make the after
noon express"
'Just as you sayv' he agreed.
So she took the train at North STAN
wick, feeling ut last that her troubles
were at an end. But after few miles
there was "A jolt and the train stopped.
"Thc bridge is on fire just ahead"
explained the brakeman to anxious in
| qurics.
Betsy was in despair. She walked
up and down the track wondering what
10. do, when voice called across
reHce,
DO you want llft?"
II was her workman in his faithful
little Bridge.