The Tupelo journal., 1917-07-20
ETHEL BROWNS RESCUE
(By CLEO BROOKS.)

thing, and longed to be thousands of
miles away from all womankind.
The girl he was engaged to be
married to, had married his best
friend, William Ritts.
So George decided to leave Chi
tcago and go to some place in solti-
rtude-
His father was very wealthy, and
all his property vas bequeathed to
his only son, George Summers.
George packed his ~valise, dismiss
Led his valet, paid his boarding bill,
-telegraphed his father, and last Of
all, boarded the train to St. Louis,
where he procured a good saddle
horse and was DOR journeying on
his way.
He was now in a deep forest, not
very far from an Indian reservation.
George was on the watch all the
time, as some of the redskins were
still not friendly with the palefaces.
He drove his spurs deep into the
sides of his horse, Spitfre, and went
%.galloping on his way.
He soon came to a very lage creek,
which had to be forded, and in mid
stream was a very, very beautiful
girl, seated upon a coal black steed,
and who was very much frightened.
The creek was called Blackfoot,
and it had risen, from the outpour-
ing of its various tributaries, and
Miss Ethel Brown, the county school
teacher knew nothing about it., and
had tried to cross, when her horse
went to swimming, and she saw that
she was out in midstream, the angry
waters almost washing her horse
from his feet.
Hold on!!' cried George Summers,
he saw how very frightened she
was, but Miss Brown was a
brave girl, and soon recovered from
her fright, while she smiled at George
as though to assure him of her safe
-ty.
Ethel Browns horse was gradually
swimming toward the bank, but the
rushing and angry waters, washed
him on down stream and tore Miss
Brown from the saddle bow.
George Summers quickly tore his
boots and coat off and sprang into
the rushing waters swimming after
Ethel.
1t seemed death to undertake to
rescue her, but George was a good
and he lodged all the
waves, which threatened to drown
him every minute. On, on the
waves carried Ethel while he tried in
vain to grasp her but every time a
great wave would tear her from him,
and take her on downstream.
In a few feet below them was
Falls, where all of the big
creeks water was emptied into a
great basin.
George Summers knew if he
didn't save Miss Brown before the
falls he would never save her.
He reached out his hand to grasp
her, but a great wave tore her from
him and down over the falls she
went.
George risked his own life, over
the falls he leaped, and this time sue
ceeded in saving her. He fought his /,
way to the bank with his precious
burden. Often he would have to
wait until a great wave passed them,
but at last he reached the banks in
safety.
He deposited pretty Miss Brown
upon the ground. In a few
moments she Enclosed her pretty
brown eyes, and looked about her.
She seemed to remember the angry
waters, while a frightened look came
into her eyes, and she said "Where
am II"
"You are all right little GIRL" said
George, "stay still until you are
able to ride"
"Where is my horse?" asked Ethel.
He pointed to a tree where her
morse was tied nimbly grazing. Gle
out upon the bank, and /
tied him." said George.
He then told Ethel his name, while
she told him hers.
@Oh, Mr.. Summers how can l ever
thank you, but for you l would nave
been drowned" said Ethel, as she
"By not mentioning it is the best
way Miss Brown" replied George.
Ethel would have offered him mon
Eey. but she knew he was too raucli
of a gentleman to accept it.
George went to his saddle bags
and drew out a light lunch. which