Elfrida knew that the current was running swiftly, and that a moment
would carry him beyond help. She did not stay to think, but plunged in
after him. She was a brave swimmer, and a brave woman, but the stream
was hurling along, and the night was dark. What came after the shock of
the chill water she could never quite tell. She knew that she clutched
the man's hair as he rose, and then all the rest was confusion, until
she felt someone dragging them both up the bank, and saw lights
flashing in her eyes. Another party of homeward-bound farmers had come
up, and pulled them in, but not until she had struggled with her burden
close to the shore.
That night's deed made Elfrida famous in the country round. People went
all the way from Morechester to look at her; but she remained just as
simple as ever, rowing her boat quietly, and speaking little to any one.
It fell out strangely enough, that David Moore belonged to the regiment
which our Cuthbert entered. They met in the barracks when Cuthbert
first joined, and sailed in the same ship for India. We heard of their
being together from David's wife. One evening Elfrida, going across to
fetch a passenger who had called for her, found a little woman waiting
at the river's edge, with a bundle in her arms, who said that she
was David's wife. He was gone to India and had sent her home to his
father, and here was Baby.
Elfrida thought in her heart that they had hard work enough to keep
themselves, and now here was David, instead of coming back to help,
sending his wife and child home to be a burden. She rowed the stranger
across silently, and when they landed took the bundle in her arms--and
it was Baby. Ah, well, perhaps twice in a life-time one may see as
beautiful a child as baby was. Loose tumbled curls that looked like
gold, shone on Elfrida's eyes out of the bundle--eyes like periwinkles,
bright blue stars, she said, looked straight up and smiled at her. A
pouting rosebud of a mouth laughed outright, and baby put out a firm
round dimpled hand to clap her on the cheek.
All in a moment Elfrida's heart bowed down before its lord and master.
'Here is something to work for, early and late, night and day,' she
thought to herself; but she did not say so, only she clasped the bundle
that had suddenly grown so precious, tightly in her arms, and carried
it into the house.
Henceforward baby reigned like a king at the ferry, by right, I
suppose, of his crown of golden locks.
So Elfrida worked on with a will; David's little London-bred wife
sat indoors with the old people, and both they and we thought of the
soldier laddies who were away at the wars.
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