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A RESCUE. 
“ Good-evening, Jack,” she said, in quite a 
cordial tone, and added, “Aunt is very 
much obliged to you for the beautiful table 
you sent her. It was just such a one as 
she wanted.” 
“ She’s welcome,” replied Jack, colouring 
between pleasure and embarrassment. “ I’d 
do more than that for her, if I could.” He 
longed to tell the girls that it was dangerous 
to lean over the bridge as they had been 
doing when he came up; but his bashfulness 
got the better of his judgment, and he 
walked on, while the girls resumed their 
lounging attitude. He had not gone many 
steps when he heard a piercing scream be¬ 
hind him, and, turning back, saw Antoinette 
standing alone on the bridge, and noticed 
that part of the railing was gone. The river 
was high, and under the bridge was a deep 
and rather dangerous hole. 
It was the work of an instant to throw 
down his bag and regain the river-side; hut 
Annie had already sunk. As she reappeared 
a little farther down, he sprang in, and, seiz¬ 
ing her dress, drew her safely to land. But 
the bank was high and the current rather 
strong, and he might have had some diffi- 
