"No good sit up;" and, gathering a large bunch of grass, he placed it under Reuben's head; and Reuben lay quiet, in a half dreamy state, until Mr.and Mrs.Barker rode up.
Kate rose to her feet as they approached; but she was so stiff and bruised, with her fall, that she could scarcely move forward to meet Mrs.Barker; and burst into tears, as her friend threw her arms round her.
"That's right, my poor child," Mrs.Barker said.

"A cry will do you good.

Thank God, my dear Kate, for your rescue." "I do indeed, Mrs.Barker.It seems almost a miracle." "Captain Whitney seems to spring out of the ground, whenever he's wanted.

He seems hurt badly.

The constable said it was a broken collarbone, but it must be something a good deal worse than that." "Oh, don't say so, Mrs.Barker, after what he's done for me.