"I don't think I am; but I think somebody will be if I have to stay here much longer."
It was evident that Joe was not seriously hurt, although he had fallen into the well while rushing recklessly after the wild-cat. Tom and Harry ran to the canoes, and returned with all four of the canoe painters. Tying one of them to the lantern, Charley lowered it down, and was able to get a glimpse of Joe. The well was about twenty feet deep, and perfectly dry, and Joe was standing, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the side of the well, and apparently entirely unhurt, in spite of his fall.
[to be continued.]
["THEIR GIRL."]
A STORY IN THREE CHAPTERS.
BY JAMES OTIS,
Author of "Toby Tyler," "Tim and Tip," "Mr. Stubbs's Brother," etc.
I.
"She had on a dress that was silk all over it, an' it was almost as much as you could do to see her hands for the lace an' fringe an' ribbons. She was a good deal handsomer than them wax images in Smith & Jones's store, an' when she bought a paper of pins of me she give five cents, without waitin' for the change."