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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 29, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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half-delighted, and ran Into the house
red as a peony and hoping that Abel
really would cherish that strange
souvenir he had so craved.
Humble, self-deprecatory, Abel.
Drake had ever considered that he
was fairly unworthy the beautiful
girl, to him a goddess. He compared
himself despairingly with the self
important young men he met He
began to believe that Alice had liked
him as a friend, but beyond that
she had shrunk from paying the pen
alty of the red ear of corn. The re
alization of this wounded his sensi
tive nature and discouraged all love
pretensions.
It was the third day after the
husking bee that Alice, busy about
the kitchen, was startled and then
terrified as a neighbor's boy about 8
years of age came rushing in at the
door, his face colorless and his eyes
a-stare witn ingnt.
"Oh, Miss Alice!" he bolted out
"little Ina!"
"My little sister what of her,
quick! Has she come to any harm?"
cried Alice, her mind taking vivid
alarm.
"She was playing boat with a tub,"
panted forth her informant. "It
tipped over! Drown-ded!" was the
ominous concluding word.
With a wild shriek Alice dashed to
ward the river which bounded the
rear of the lot She saw people rush
ing down the shore, two forms strug
gling in midstream to read dry land.
She saw a man gain it, drop his drip
ping burden, reel and sink prostrate.
Alice arrived breathless and an
guished at the scene of the rescue,
to see little Ina, scared and trem
bling, but unhurt and alive, and she
gathered her in her arms with a chok
ing sob. Amid the confused bable of
buzzing voices she made out that
the man who had rescued her little
sg- sister had gone through a terrible
struggle in gerang out 01 tne switt
river current andi several men were
striving to restore him to conscious
ness, . . ,
Alice uttered a sharp cry as she
glanced down at the inanimate form
it was that of Abel Drake.
"Oh, he is not dead tell me! tell
me!" quavered Alice, and then as the
Lman kneeling beside Alice unloosed
his collar he announced:
"Give him air. Hejs only exhaust
ed." Then Alice thrilled. In .folding
back the collar of the prostrate man
a ribbon about his neck was dis
closed. As it was disengaged, ,at-4
tached to its end Alice saw the sou
venir, the red ear of corn.
"Give it to me!"' burst forth Alice,
and then shrank within herself; but,
with a wondering look, the man who
had disengaged the souvenir obeyed
her bidding. She clasped it and the
rescued Ina closer to her bosom and
drew back from the anxious circle
and did not leave the spot until it
was announced that Abel had recov
ered, bu was still weak, and a vehi
cle was brought to send him home.
Half a dozen times that day Alice
sent a messenger to receive almost
hourly bulletins as to the condition
of Abel. The reports were encour
aging. A grateful, happy girl, isome
new spirit of emotion seemed borne
into her through that day's exciting
occurrences.
Her whole being glowed as, about
noon the next day, the gate clicked
and Abel Drake, looking somewhat
pale but otherwise apparently none
the worse for his experience of the
previous day, entered the garden.
Alice greeted him with a genuine
welcome of joy and gratitude.
"You are so kind to come to to
relieve our anxiety," she said. "Why,
even little Ina has been longing to
gee you and thank you for your great
bravery."
"It was fortunate I was at hand
when the tub upset," said Abel. "I
missed something when I recovered
the souvenir. I understand you
have it I am quite lonesome with
out, it"
Alice flushed, and trembled, She
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