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Show bui8 bo 'good to see all the old col- ' lege fellows back home. I never regret re-gret my four years, even If I did have to leave you. Tes." laughingly he slipped, his arm around Caroline as she nodded her assent. Suddenly a ear with glaring headlights head-lights came around the bend In the road, blinding Russwin's- eyes. Trying to avoid hitting the approaching car which was coming at high speed, he turned out some little distance. Almost Al-most before he knew what had hap- pened the car was sliding down the slippery snowbank. It landed in the bottom of the ditch, and with a great lunge turned onto its side. Caroline caught at Russwin's strong arm. She uttered not a sound, but gradually, as the car turned, her grasp relaxed and she formed merely a limp little heap along with seat cushions and other accessories which all tumbled tum-bled Into a pile on the Inside of the car. Russwin's only thought was of Caroline. Caro-line. She made no reply to Russwin as he endeavored to free her. He wondered if she had been made unconscious un-conscious by the awful jolt, or killed outright. He heard the whir of an approaching approach-ing car. Exerting his remaining strength, terror-stricken, he yelled: "Stop !" "What's the matter here?" came two husky voices. "Give me a lift ; break the top or do ! something to get this girl out." With the help of the two men Russwin Russ-win and Caroline were extricated and they were speeding Caroline to the nearest hospital. j The doctors, after examination, and i what seemed to Russwin untold time, pronounced Caroline uninjured and attributed her unconscious state to merely fright. Russwin, gathering her in his arms tenderly whispered : "Caroline, It was a hard jolt, but I guess we still are due for our Merry, Merry Christmas." (, 1926, Western Newspaper Union.) Not Too Late for Merry Christmas ! Trip Home From Dance and a Hard Jolt for Russwin and Caroline. By ELEANOR E. KING 8" i HE moon rose clear 1 fik R I and bright over a iJj& ef4 El freshly snow-laden fsfh&xa ?kij world. It was the ?PN llis,!wpsy evening of the big Ei$X Christmas dance at the Trunket-(QJ2-LfvTr ville town hall, an event in which old and young all over the countryside participated, a night remembered throughout the year, and anticipated long before Its arrival. . The couples fairly flew around the ;hall, some spryly, others not quite so ; nimbly. Nevertheless, there was an 'heroic effort about it that was appealing, appeal-ing, to say the least. The last strains of music died away promptly as the : clock struck twelve. No newfangled : - .. -S&KU- . .. -1e m ideas about these all-night dances won favor in this town. As the couples filed out of the hall, : Caroline and Russwin were the last to leave. Arm in arm, apparently sufficient suf-ficient unto themselves, deeply engrossed en-grossed in an all-absorbing conversation, conversa-tion, they approached a small car parked near the hall. Russwin opened the door of the machine and helped Caroline in. Closing the door he seated seat-ed himself at the wheel and soon they were off down the road. "Engine's a little cold," apologized Russwin as the car alternately coughed and choked, getting up speed. "T.ht was a great dance. Always |