The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1866-06-27

MIR. Willis, and that we were not "enga-
ged," However, neglected to do this,
just one day too long
1t was Mon lay-the last day of our
intended stay at the Falls. Mr. Willis
invited me TO ride. / had no courteous
refusal at hand, and consented to 90
with him. Indeed, had half promised
him, some days before. There was
New York friend of his staying at the
Falls, who had with him favorite horse-a
fiery, handsome animal and Mr.. Willis
had repeatedly invited me to ride with
him. | could put off the ride no longer,
of course.
did not much like the vicious man
ner in which the horse, at starting laid
back his ears and bounded away but ]
said nothing We had not been riding
many minutes, ere the animal chose to
take fright at the Tapping Of a linciull of
newly washed clothing. in the door yard
of the house near the river bank and,
taking the bit in his teeth, he ran away.
Our road lay along the bank-safe en-
ough, certainly, for ride with horse
ul'Cl Noi'lOi pul CCll'liily mn tnc DcSt
place for IA runaway, because there was
Il spot, not over half mile distant,
where the chances were frighfully great
that we should be thrown over the pre-
cipicc and killed. At the rate we were
now going, we should reach that danger
Gus place very soon. William Willis
looking ahead cOmprehendcd the danger,
and his face blanched
"Good Cod" he cried, "fs death ~
With that he threw up the relns, and
Jumped out Of the buggy, striking rock.
and breaking his CO lar bone-as | found
afterwards.
As for me, | kept my seat If it
should become necessary for me to jump,
/ then | would jump but | was determined
not TO take that venture till it was i'm
pcrativelY demanded, by the imminency
Of the danger at hand So long as there
was a possibility that the the horses
progress might be arrested, held to that
hope; because, when II horse is running
iuriously down smooth road, there is
no choice between Jumping spots, till
the crisis is at hand
While | sat,cfnging firmly to the seat,
and looking out sharply ahead, for the
dangerous place must now be drawing
near, man-it was Mr. HARRISON
sprung with astonishing agility at the
horses head. from among some trees at
the roadside, caught the bit, ierkcd ii
back, and actually tore the animals lips,
SO that blood flowed, so energetic was the
action. There was no resisting the lror
will, backed by the iron nerve The
runaway came to stop, Mr.. Harrison
drew him TO the side of the road and cX.
anined the harness and buggy carefully
Z" Nothing broken" said he. "a very
narrow escape, Miss Monroe. SAW
you coming and had just time to get my
wits II order. There don't thank me
didn't know it was YOU, and should have
done Just the same for any one else u
"l5ut you are hurt :" said |, noticing
that he limpcd.
eyes the horse trod on my foot"
"Oh, how unfortunate
Shall get out ~
" No. said he that is it is unnec,
cssary that you should. Sit still and gel
rested. He will run no more to-day, ]
promise you" lie came around, and
placed his lame foot carelessly on Il
wheel of the buggy, and spoke in his usual
calm tone. "When Il horse has had q
fine, lively run like that, he is inclined tc
he quiet for the rest of the day. You car
drive him back in perfect safety. But
did not know you were fond of taking
drives all alone by yourself, Miss Monroe I!
g was not riding alone," said |, my
driver jumped out"
And left you ;" said he astonishcd
"Ies."
d" He ought to be horsewhipped. May
| ask hls name ? :"
Ills name,' said /, sis William
Willis
Mr.. Harrison stared amazed
Willis beg your pardon Miss
Monroe" This very coldlv 81 sholld
not have spoken in those terms, if l had
known that your companion was your
lie stopped, and bit his lip.
Z" My fauce, you would say" made
quick response. "But he is not my faace,
Mr.. Harrison. | would sooner marry
a woman than such coward"
spoke with some heat, and lie lopk
ed up at my excited face with dry
smile.
win you marry me- Miss Monroe p
Yes" said |.
And did.
1t was queer place for proposal
was it not But my husband is not like
other men. lie always has wits about him
Here | had finished but my husband,
reading what ! had written made this
comment Which few men do when
they pop the question, my dear, mcht
lcdbr! ?"
The latest invention in the ''palpitating
bosom" for the ladies, which gently
''heaves" by the touch of an emotional
spring" concealed under the left arm.
A lady visiting girls school asked
one of the children, "What arc you