The Winslow mail., 1919-06-13
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MAYFLOWERS
BY EDITH M. RICE.
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Copyright, 1918. by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate.)

ItS just a perfect day to go may
Towering, Auntie," exclaimed Joyce.
DO you mind if I see if l can find
any in Mrs. Burns pasture?"
"But Joyce, that is a very long way
from here" answered her aunt, land
besides, it is very lonely walk as
40 one lives out that way"
"Why. Auntie," laughed the girl
you know nothing will happen to me
around here, where everybody knows
everybody else. I'll be all right"
"Well, dear" sighed Aunt Mary "all
right, you may go, but be sure to be
back by five o'clock"
With laughing remark, and a wave
of her hand, Joyce Lynd was off, walk
ing brisllly down the country road
She was a very jolly girl and exceed
ingly popular in the small town. Since
her parents died, ten years before, she
had lived with her aunt, Miss Mary
Lynd, on the old homestead.
After walking for about two miles
along the dusty road, Joyce turned In
to a small pasture. She had to cross
several stone walls and barbed-wire
fences before she came to the pasture
where the mayfowers grew.
Joyce got safely over most ali the
fences, but when she came to the one
which separated her from the road.
she hesitated.
"Oh, dearr' she exclaimed, 81 don't
know how 7 am to pot ovor this ono
it's so high and has all that barbed
wire on tOp!"
She climbed over the wire safely and
jumped down on the other side, but
when she tried to stoop down to get
the mayf1owers she had dropped she
could not novel Her waist had caught
on the barbed wire in such a way that
no matter how she twisted and turned
she could not loosen it, nor could she
reach 1t with her hands.
"Oh,, why can't someone hurry and
come alongl" scolded Joyce. stamp
ing her foot, just hate this old town.
with nobody in it! What's that
do believe it's an autol Goodness!
hope SOL"
Yes, there 1t was again-a distinct
''chug chug" In the distance. It was
coming up the road towards her. But
as it came in sight, Joyce saw, to
her dismay, that it was coming at a
very rapid rate.
"I'll never be able to stop 1t. at the
speed it's coming" she murmured. "but
I'll take chance. Heyl there
Hello! Stop minute please!'
With grinding of brakes. the high.
powered car stopped and young man
turned towards Joyce and taking of
his cap, asked, anxiously:
whats the matter? Have you hurt
yourself?"
"No, but I'm caught on this barbed
wire and I've been waiting and wait
ing for someone to come, but no one
did. and I'm so tired and 1 know Aunt
Mary will be worrying to death about
me-"
1t took but minute for him to set
her free. and as she sank wearily down
TO the ground and began to gather up
the mayflowers she had dropped. she
said:
THANK you very much for coming
along and helping me. was afraid
you'd go right by and not see me. You
were driving awfully fast"
II generally drive fast, especially on
these country roads," he answered.
but certainly should not have seen
you If you had not called to me-"
AS she rose. ready to start, he said:
do you live far from here? Can't
Y take you home in the machinef
am visiting my aunt. Mrs. Grant, here
in GreenbOro, for few days. My
name is Robert Gordon"
"And mine is Joyce Lynd." answered
Joyce. 81 live with my aunt. Miss
Mary Lynd. about two miles from here.
| know Mrs. Grant. Isn't she just
lovely?"
''Oh, yes, she's NICE" he replied, care
lessly. But get into the machine and
ri take you home"
They chartered like old friends on
he way back to Miss Lynd's home and
it seemed very short ride to both Of
them. AS they drove into the yard,
Miss Lynd came Fastening out to meet
them. looking very worried.
"Oh, what has happened, JoyceT
exclaimed Miss Lynd, anxiously.
Have you hurt yourself, dear?"
mo. Auntie," laughed Joyce, shut
got caught on some barbed wire and
-er-Mr. Gordon-came along In his
machine and rescued me, so here am
OH and. Auntie! / got lot of flow
ers, only I had to give some to Bo-
Mr.. Gordon-because he was so kind
n helping me and bringing me home"
81 am glad you are all right, Joyce"
replied her aunt. Then turning to Bob
-"And I thank you very much. Mr..
! Gordon. for rescuing my niece. was
very anxious about her and was just
Going out to meet her, myself when
you drove into the yard"
"Oh 7 uaS very Glad I could he Of