Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1857-07-31
miscellaneous.
FINDIN A HUS AND.
BY PEGGY MOREHEAD.

Uncle, may | ride Milo?' said one
bright June morning, as he sat at the
breakfast table.
Ride Milow
Eyes It's such beautiful day"
"But he'll throw you"
"Throw me p and I laughed merrily
and incredulously. "Say yes, dear I'M
cle," continued coaxingly; ''there is
no fear, and I'm dying for canter."
"You'll die on canter, then" he re-
turned with his grim wit, "for he'll
break your neck. The horse has only
been ridden three times--twice by my
self and once by joe"
g But you've often said | was better
rider than joe" Joe was the stable
boy. "That's a good uncle, now do
And threw my arms about his neck
and kissed him.
knew, by experience, that when ]
did this | generally carried the day. Ny
uncle tried to look stern; but / saw he
was releniing He made last effort,
however, to deny me.
"Why not take Dobbin p he said.
"Dobbin p / cried cold snail-paced
Dobbin on such a morning as this One
might as we'll ride a rocking-horse at
once"
"Well, WE'LL" he said, 'if ] must, ]
must. You'll teaze the life out of me If
l don't let you have your own way.
wish you'd get husband, you mink
you're growing beyond my control"
=" Humph A husband =! Well, since
you say SO, I'll begin to look for one TO-
day."
He'll SOON repent Of his bargain.
said my uncle; but his smile belied his
words. you're short as pie-crust, il
you can't have your way. There" see
ing | was about to speak, ego and ge
ready while tell Joe TO saddle Milo
You'll set the house afire if / don't SEND
you off,"
Milo was soon at the door-a gay
mettlesome colt, who laid his ears back
as mounted, and gave me vicious
look did not quite like
Take care" said my uncle. ''lt'i
not too late yet to give it up"
was piqued.
] never gave up anything" I said.
q" Not even the finding Of husband
eh ?"
"No. I'll ride down to the poor
house and ask old Tony, the octogenari-
an pauper, to have me; and you'll be
forced to hire Poll Wilkes to cook your
dinners" And as I said this, my eyes
twinkled mischievously; for uncle was
an old bachelor, who detested all strange
women, and held an especial aversion to
Poll Wilkes, sour old maid Of forty
seven, because, years ago, she had plot
ted to entrap him into matrimony. Be-
fore he could reply, gave Milo bis
head.
John Gilpin, we are told, went fast ;
but | went faster. II was not long be-
fore the colt had it all his own way. At
first tried to check his speed; but he
got the bit in his mouth, and all could
do was to hold on and trust TO firing him
out. Trees, fences, and houses went by
us like wild pigeons on the wing. AS
long as the road was clear we did well
enough; but suddenly ceming to blast
ed oak, that started out, spectre-like,
from the edge Of wood, Milo SHE'D,
twisted half round, and planted his fore
feet stubbornly in the ground. I did
not know | was falling, till felt myself
in a mud-hole, which lay at the side Of
the road
Here was a fine end 10 my boosted
horsemanship! But, as the mud was
soft, was not hurt; and the ludicrous
spectacle presented soon got the upper
hand Of my vexation. "a fine chance
| have had Of finding husband, in this
condition" said to myself, recalling my
jest with my uncle. "If could find
some mud dryad now, and pass myself
of for mud nympb, / might have q
chance" And ! began to pick myself
up.