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Show which was coming at high speed, ha turned out some little distance. Almost Al-most before he knew what had happened 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 turn- Not Too Late for Merry Christmas Trip Home From Dance and a Hard Jolt for Russwin and Caroline. By ELEANOR E. KING 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. s 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. The doctors, after examination, and 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." ((c). 1925. Western Newspaper Union.) BE moon rose clear and hrlght over a freshly snow-laden world. . It was the evening of the big Christmas dance at the Trunket-ville Trunket-ville town hall, nn 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 a"way promptly as the clock struck twelve. No newfangled ideas about these all-night dances won favor In this town. As the couples filed out of the hall, Caroline and Ilasswin 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 lie 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. "That was a great dance. Alwavs seems so good to see all the old college col-lege fellows back home. I never regret re-gret my four years, even If I did have to leave you. Yes," laughingly he-slipped he-slipped his arm around Caroline as she nodded her assent. Suddenly a car with glaring headlights head-lights came around the bend In tho road, blinding Russwin's eyes. Trying to avoid hitting the approaching car |