The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1917-04-12

ing tug.
Gloria breathed a sigh Of relief a
her escape. Then she realized tina
after all Trask had also escaped. Sh'
was so angry at this cancellation o.
her success hat she started to row
back after the barge. What she wouit
have done had she overtaken ii she die
not stop to think. The current pre-
vented the possibility Of knowing. The
Hudson streaming into the sea carried
Gloria with IL In spite of all her eff
forts at the oars. She gave up al
length and devoted all her energies
to rowing ashore. The nearer shore
was the farther from her, because a
landing on the west bank would com.
pei a lengthy roundabout to fetch her
to her home ION the east bank.
She rowed for the New York shore
and crept toward it slowly, though the
boat turned southerly so fast that she
feared to be swept on down to the
city's crowded water pavements. 1t
was lonely Out there on the dark river.
Her arms ached with fatigue, her silken
hands were p%ouching with b~listers.
Finally she felt the keel CRATE and
she landed on a rocky point. She for
got the little dinghy and it slipped
back and danced on down the river TO
some unknown fate. Gloria felt better
on the firm earth and she grew angry
again. She stared at the barge, now a
mere smudge on the vague horizon.
She whispered to herself: "IH get
him yet, and he won't get away"
Gloria thought of her fathers yacht.
She believed that it had been recently
put into commission. If only she had
1t now! But 1t was loafing at anchor
in the river at her fathers country
home, the last she had heard of it.
To get a yacht! That was her small
requirement now. She must get home
to get it. She plunged along till she
came to a lonely road. After a time a
farmer appeared driving a wagonload
of empty milk cans. Gloria envied him
his throne on the high seat. He was
the rich one now and she the pauper.
He called out: "Have a lift, miss?
How fur We goin'?"
I'm going as far as you'll take me,
please
Get in, then, miss, and we'l jog
along"
The farmer was naturally anxious
to know what errand his guest was
on. but she did no exchange Informal
ton for hospitality. She grew so i'm
patient for faster progress that when
the farmer came to his w lane and
turned into 1t she was glad to get down
and walk.
Gloria trudged till she was worn out.
All the motors she saw seemed 10 be
going the wrong way. When finally
she heard n coming behind her she
was so delighted that she turned and
held out her hands. She wanted to
embrace the driver for being so kind
as to be going her way.
Anybody looks well coming to a res
cue, but the young man driving the
southbound automobile was too good
looking for his own comfort or anyone
else's. He accepted Gloria as a pas
senger with more enthusiasm than she
relished. He jumped to the ground.
lifted his hat, assisted Gloria into the
front seat, and took his place beside
her. He shot the car forward with q
swagger and his compliments began to
puff out of him. Gloria endured a num-
Der of his batteries because she need
ed his motor, but she grew angrier,
and when he began to call her Cutie"
she decided that his usefulness had
ceased to exist. One of the twain SIM
ply had to get out and walk. Gloria
was sure that 1t was not to be her.
self. She plotted carefully how to
throw this new skipper overheard. The
victim helped her to an idea by lean
ing close to her and murmuring: "Kind
Of coy, Cutie. huhY
Very" said Gloria, foaming at his
impudeace.
W make a great team, huh2''
Great" said Gloria.
Alta girl" said the youth and slid
his left arm around her.
Glora laughed harshly and somehow
managed to knock the hat of her
wooer's head. The wind whipped It
back and the driver shut of the engine
and threw on his emergency brake.
$50 sorry" said. Gloria, smiling in
the dark.
"At's all right, Cutie" said the young
man. Back In q minute"
He slid from his place and ran back
along the road for his hat. Gloria had
been studying his methods of running
the car and comparing It with his own.
AS soon al the driver started back
Gloria pressed the s~erf-starter button
and put the q into motion.
The man heard the engine sputter
md he yelled. "Heyr thinking the
gasoline to blame. He was sure that
he had forgotten to stop his engine
and he was afraid that the chr was
runaing away with It's pretty passen-
ger. He ran after 1t. forgetting his hat
in his alarm, lest Gloria he dashed to
pieces on the side of the road. The
clean way the a leaped across the
hill and the hand Gloria waved In
farewell treasured him as to her safe
ty, but filled him with disgust and
with fear that she were some new type
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