CHAPTER II.
IN WHICH BOBBY BLUSHES SEVERAL TIMES, AND DOES A SUM IN ARITHMETIC Mr.Bayard, the owner of the horse, and the father of the lady whom Bobby had saved from impending death, was too much agitated to say much, even to the bold youth who had rendered him such a signal service.

He could scarcely believe the intelligence which the boy brought him; it seemed too good to be true.

He had assured himself that Ellen--for that was the young lady's name--was killed or dreadfully injured.
Kate was driven at the top of her speed, and in a few moments reached the bridge, where Ellen was awaiting his arrival.
"Here I am, father, alive and unhurt!" cried Ellen, as Mr.Bayard stopped the horse.
"Thank Heaven, my child!" replied the glad father, embracing his daughter.

"I was sure you were killed." "No, father; thanks to this bold youth, I am uninjured." "I am under very great obligations to you, young man," continued Mr.Bayard, grasping Bobby's hand.
"O, never mind, sir;" and Bobby blushed just as he had blushed when the young lady spoke to him.
"We shall never forget you--shall we, father ?" added Ellen.
"No, my child; and I shall endeavor to repay, to some slight extent, our indebtedness to him.

But you have not yet told me how you were saved." "O, I merely stopped the horse; that's all," answered Bobby, modestly.
"Yes, father, but he placed himself right before Kate when she was almost flying over the ground.