The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-09-24
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foolishiy confident, but I am Certain he
thought Stfideaway sufe to win. r. Z

4 iopusilly Couuuctits Dut L ttB B-CettdtH ue
| thought Stfideaway suse to wis" &
~WboA says ne didn't Will HAT put
money IN my pocket agen? I nsk 'et that,
gall9 Confident or not. I've lost my money,
and his father has lost his; and now
tdon't want his son here .aftersn,y da'ter,
and so 1 tell e candid! ,IgtelI % that can.
didle added the miller, in bis most plain.
spoken aud singuiarly agreeable manner.
The belle, with-ber face sutlqsed. wiA,
tlushes. looked at her respectable falher,a as
II more ANNOYED than surprised At his can.
dor; which she perhaps had expected be.
fore. Mis- Dobson simpered, and covered
her face with her fan, for, the millers Ian.
guage was, to say the least uugen,eel,
though not altogether unpleasant to the
rs.of the Dobsons. +
Miss Henley was high.spiriled Wiilia
proud glance at Miss Dobson, aud without
noticing the paptoinimic signals ofthe En,
sign, who had posted himself behind old
llenley's chair, She replied, "Whether Mr..
Thornton comes here or not will perhaps
make But little difference. II will not dis
tress me, If he never comes again; but ! do
not like 10 lear him slandcred in his no.
sence. lf you do not want him 10 come,
you had better tell him so, father, and not
blame him for what he could mt help
I'D IN me, i'll don't mean to tell him
so, gall! Tmean to tell him, candid. What
be you-a doing nows You bent going out
Tonight .agenw said tile miller Observing
that she had risen and put on her bonnet
II am going to aunts, father" said Miss
Henley
S@"We ell, go on! and shet the garden gate
arter e, mind that. don't want them
hogs in a routing up the tatersn SO say
ing, the miller turned 10 his pipe and tank
ard, leaving Mr.. and Miss Dobsou to sidle
out Of the room unobseryed.
Meantime, Mr.. Tom Thornton and Joe.
the loom, had arrived at home with Stride
away. twas near The evening hour, when
they led him through the struggling village
street of Woodbourne, apparently in good
health. Men shook their heads and stood
aloof now, who had before been eager 10
receive tire horse and congratulate the own
or of bm. Not as il used 10 be, when he
came like some conqnering hero, surround
cd by troops Of frieuds aud ardent admirers.
and with all the boys OF the hamlet follow.
ing at a respectable distance. Some who,
on other occasions, had always known that
he would "do the trick,,' now assured every
body that they had always been convinced
of his inferiofity. if thoroughly tested. And
when it WAS suggested .hat he was unwell,
they replied, TO thcintense indignation Of
tho fat trainer, "Who ever heard OF a horse
beng beaten, without tIc friends of hilu
having a fi,st-rate excuseiN Tom Thorn.
Ion, felt the hulniliatipn OF his fayorite keen.
ly, AS wei, as Joe, the groom; but their con-
!idence IN lsis powers was unsbakeu. And
when they were at the Thorndike Farm,
after Tom had thrown off lTs coat, rubbed
him down. and carefully tended him, he
stood with his hand upon his crest, and
said, d,s"lIe shall beat the winner OF that race,
Joe, by heayenl'
'lf lie could GO against them hosscs
again Tomorrow, he would win in cauter," +"
said the groom.
believe Ire would, Joe; they didn't 90
The pace at all thai he can gallop at"
And that amt the only thing; he's
a lasting hoss. Who ever seen him passed
when he was well, and made the runnings"
Nobody, Joe. nobody and some of
these people shall have enough Of his speed
and bottom yet. losing one race don't
srv;i a horse. Marigo'd herself was beaten:
so WAS the Queen OF rrumps, so was Hark
away; and very likely old Eclipse himself
was beaten sometime.n
So saying, Mr. Thornton locked tue sta,
bic door, and went 10 his supper. Alter
that meal he dressed himself with some
care, intending to visit the miller's, and
have an interview with Miss Henley. Wha,
would she saya was the question which at
present mainly interested him If she re
GREETED the lost race, and encouraged him
10 look forward 10 another, why all was well.
Strideaway should win the next, retrieve his
faded laurels, and cover Dobson with desery-
ed confusion. Whatever Mr.. Hampton aud
DR.. Ryder might have learned about that
gentleman, TO confirm their suspicious. they
had said nothing 10 any but young Thorn
ton; aud they had desired him 10 maintain
the stiictest secrecy.
The young farmer found Miss Henley
out. and her worthy father still smoking
and drinking, as she had left linn.
"Sit down" said he, motoning Tom to a
seat.
ave had bad luck yesterday, Mr.. Hen.
ley" said Tom.
you've no occasion 10 tell me that YOU
know. VIII e take sonethingl VIII e
smoke pipel"
1t may be supposed that the miller felt
more amieably towards his visitor. Not at
all; the offered refreshments and pipe were
as the rich yiands always allowed to the
condemned man, before they swing him off.
81 will take Il little ale, sir, but I'll not
smoke just now" said Tom.
'Brinl, out Of my tankard,p said the mil.
Ter, handing it to him. "Drink hearty,
ladW The miller wished him 10 dnnk
deep, with the best intentions. lie had a
muddle-headed notion that man with a
belly fo!l Of good, strong ale, would care
little or nothing about the unqualified re
lection Of his love suit. Healhen that he