Boone County Recorder . I RESUMED MY TRAMP 1JC THE MIDDLIOF THE WHEEL even with Kitty in my arms I began totire. My footsteps were more uncer-tain. My limbs began to feel least I could die with Kitty. Ilooked at her face. Her eyes wereclosed. Had she fainted? I put mylips close to her ear. They touched herface. Kitty! Kitty! Her eyes lips met Her arms drew tighteraround my neck. My brain I becoming unconscious? I couldfeel that I was reeling as I walked. Thewater from above ceased to fall. Thewheel stopped. Some one leaped in. Iknew no more. When I came to I was
Boone County Recorder . I RESUMED MY TRAMP 1JC THE MIDDLIOF THE WHEEL even with Kitty in my arms I began totire. My footsteps were more uncer-tain. My limbs began to feel least I could die with Kitty. Ilooked at her face. Her eyes wereclosed. Had she fainted? I put mylips close to her ear. They touched herface. Kitty! Kitty! Her eyes lips met Her arms drew tighteraround my neck. My brain I becoming unconscious? I couldfeel that I was reeling as I walked. Thewater from above ceased to fall. Thewheel stopped. Some one leaped in. Iknew no more. When I came to I was lying in was sitting by my side, my handin hers. I had been delirious for aweek. As my eyes met hers she said:Alex, dear Alex, and she stooped andkissed me. That kiss brought back tomy bewildered brain the events thatlea to it. I did not regret them. Uncle Ben had come down to themill, and not seeing the boat thought,of course, we had gone up the pondHe lifted the flood-gate, and started themill to grind a sma
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