Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-11-14
| Striking
| Romance OF
| Rise and
| Fall Of an
| American
| Family
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| C0meback
WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY

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~ 81 -cnsm.,rcnngsa ot the voun0cr generation,
position.
BoB ,MHoHrM; ~! ,hc son. one o, the haphasard,
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phuosophi:es oucr comtcn, pordru frcc-dnd-
Chery's Conscience
ENOR the first time her conscience as.
L sailed her. No doubt his was a val
iiIe wv SVHteUVuN, uHV Snr WuS
sure that she didn't want the rcspon-
sibility of accounting for what now
seemed to her the matldest of ventures.
II she had doubted hiss stories or his
pluck she was sure now that she had
made mistake IN judgment. The only
thing now was to Ovprtuke the fleet
tcntipedc. and persuade this mad eth
nologist to keep his horse in hand. She
was even prepared to humble herself
Il little 10 gain her ends when they
ramc again on even terms. but this.
1t seemed. was going to be a difficult
thing to do. for at tho top Of the next
hill where the road took % sharp turn
to the right, with dismay. she saw Cen
tipedc 90 straight on, over three rails
into meadow. There was clear day.
light between horse and rider, but
somehow he stayed on and In a moment
Rramblc followed acatly. racing toward
the already distant figures on the hill.
Apparently Ccntipcde's rider was
making no effort to check her speed.
lie reached another fence, cleared it
and was already over the brow of tho
hill when Bramble followed. The pace
was furious. There seemed not the
slightest doubt that Centipedc was run.
ming away. Cherry was now very much
worried. Her little joke had gotten
out Of hand--likc Centipede---and she
was thoroughly angry at herself and
angrier at Sangree for taking so dan
gerous q way Of turning the tables on
her.
As Bramblc Numbered on she couldn't
help thinking Of John Gilpin and his
ride. for this mad philosopher and his
horse. 1t seemed, were now beyond
catching before calamity came. But
the spirit Of the chase was in her blood
and in Bramble's, and they gained a
little at the next field. There was Il
ditch which Ccntipcde cleared, then
road with two jumps-nn in and out
fortunately both low, and Cherry
breathcd n sigh Of relief when her COM
panion cleared them and went on down
the meadow beyond.
Ccntipcdc was tiring now. for her
tail was up and her head was down and
she was cantcring wearily by the time
she reached an open gate which led
TO the turnpike beyond, where the sun
glintcd on the polished surfaces Of rap
idly moving automobiles. That San
gree must have been aware of this dan.
ger was now apparent for he pulled his
tired horse down and when Bramblc
galloped up he was waiting. There was
no more fight left in Centipede, and the
sweat was pouring from her hcavins
TANKS.
The man on the horse was pale and
dlshcvcled and the lower parts If his
trousers had worked up toward his
knees. She noticed that he wore blue
gar,rrs. But he still wore his pallid
smile.
(Which way now?" he asked IN a
quiet tone.
"No-nowhere she easped. Home.
You've given me terrible fright
Eyes. Are you a fool or a madman:
Why didn't you stop when shouted
to you?" she asked angrily.
"icu should have shouted at the
"Oh. 1'vs no patience with you.
Comei"
She turned Brambls toward the break
in the fence and they went out into the
turnpike, the heads Of the windcd horses
toward home. 1t was not until then
that she noticed his right arm agaip
and remembered his fall.
lin afraid you're hurt" she
said aIxiously.
'On. us OF no cOueequence, III
muttored and wns silent.
He seemed quite unaware OF his dis
ordered appearance, quite unaware even
Of her, MS gaze on the road before him,
his brows set and his jaws clampcd
tightly as she had seen them when he
had mounted.
When they left the turnpike n half
mile farther on she spoke again.
"I'm afraid you're badly hurt. I'm
fearfully sorry
"Ah, are you? Thanks"
eyes. nm. DR., Sangree. Sorry for