Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1858-07-07

aye, Uul ne uiu tnOuSH, puisuco
the squire; "and nay noble master said
at the same time, that he knew Sultar
would bite terribly, not being accustom
to be made pony of; and he therefore
begs that you will not attempt to diver
yourself in that way" Having said thi:
he again mounted his horse, and gallOp
ed off to rejoin his master.
Gam l awake, or do l dream?" ejac'
ulated Angelica. 1.-The folly of Sir Hu
go is so strange, that 1 am almost tempt
ed to believe it all wild dream. Wha
does he mean? II is not enough that
have hitherto tried to read his every will
and wish, and when known, obeyed
them implicitly; and do desire that ht
should stretch his power SO far, and play
the capricious, naughty tyrant? Now,
see that to be too submissive, too softly
compliant, is not the way to treat him
the worm that crawls in the dust is tram
pied upon. But no, Sir Knight, it is no
gone quite so far with us yet; in spite o
you, L will ride Sultan; and you may
thank yourself, as but for your message
such thing would never have entered
my head"
Her soliloquy was here interrupted by
the entrance of servant, who Informed
her that Father Nicholas had arrived
and was in the ante chamber s'I canno
receive his visit TO day" said the con
sort of Sir Hugo, "fOr my lord is absent
Give this as my excuse to the reverend
father, and beg of him TO return to-mor-
row." "With all due respect TO Father
Nicholas" continued she, when left tc
herself, che shall not spoil my pleasant
ride. Now if my pony were but here
He must have an easy gait, and hi:
teeth 1 do not fear; he is as quiet as q
lamb. Ali how shall delight in til S
two-fold pleasure of showing the surly
old fellow that care neither for him mol
his orders, and of trying pastime that
is at least novel one!" Through every
corner of the house resounded now her
cry of "Sultanl here, boy! Saltan! Sui
tan"
The immense but docile animal sprang
from bone upon which he was feasting,
and was at her side in instant. Cares.
sing him till she got him into room, the
door of which she shut:
"Now, friend Sultan" cried his fair
mistress, ''no growl, no bite, and all is
safe" With her snow-white hand she
continued stroking and patting his huge
back for some minutes, and then, in the
hope that if only through gratitude, he
would comply with her fancy, she mount
ed her new steed. He showed his teeth
a little, in some donbt what all this
meant, but she soothed him again into
goUd humor anG patient endurance Of the
novel burthen; but he thought this quite
enough. and did not stir from the one
spot. Angelica was naturally not much
pleased with being thus stationary; she
therefore gently goaded him with her leg,
but no trot would Sultan condescend-
he remained motionless as before, while
something very like a grOwl escaped from
his immense and fear inspiring jaws
Out of all patience she now exclaimed
"YOu shall fee! the spur then, you lazy
brute, p" and drove her heel into his side.
He now growled audibly. but stirred not
an inch; she repeated her blow. This
was too much for canine patience TO bear;
he made spring, and as she fell full
length upon the floor, he turned and bit
her hand. The dismounted rider bedew.
ed the floor with a few tears, and then
'praDg up 10 turn out of the room the
uncourteous brute who had thus rudely
shown how little he understood play.
Towards evening Sir Hugo returned,
md inquired with suspicious haste wheth
,r Father Nicholas had been there.
"Oh, yes, he was here" answered
Angelica, "but 1 ventured to refuse his
ldmittance."
The knight cast a triumphant glance
1t his squire, and whispered him, 'Now,
I'D Wisdom, do you see the use of nv
,rders?'
COnrade. who. as may be supposed,
las said nothing of the alteration he
made in the substance of his embassy,
hrugged his shoulders with smile un-
'erceived by his master, who had turn.
d again 10 his consort, and first perceiv-
d that she wore a bandage upon her
oft hand! He Immediately inquired
he cause. !
"Sultan bit me-" said Angelica, "and {
is all your fault, Sir Hugo" added t
ne, sObbing. e
''My fault!' cried the knight. q
Eyes, your fault. and nobody's but c
ours" retorted his spouse. "If you I
ad not sent me word by Conrade not to /
de the nasty, mischevious brute, such /
mad trick would never have entered s
y head" O
In mute astOnishment the knight hur- o
ed to seek an explanation from his
Iuire, who had slipped away when An v