The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-12-22

moment she knew its power Cuy,s n otpo+
ueal 100 good lor hers but that is not what E
with your @ 'T'01 ',S
~ haven't one" confessed, with blushes
"Can you ride ?r f1 'r'l
81 used 70 ride good deal with Guv in. a.
rough sort OF way, when we were out Tor our
autumn trips" .'aI 1f'sl>rN
"Ab, we'll wen see about habit for YOU,
meantime you must wear an old skirt Ida has
planned ride for tomorrow, meaning to take
buy out by herself. Now mean you to 90 too,
my m. dear" Then the old lady patied me on the
wishing TO think well of what was so lovely. +
iao nard not to see on the following day that
E. G'tIei LI gruoged me the pleasure Miss Pom
~ it n"G tiUcSLeo St Tor me, or that she disikcd
my society," she opened her great starry hlns
eyes when came down IN the skirt and beIf
tight, sealskin jacket and shruoped her. Co... q
welloao,ed lIt n shout shoulders when we walked out TO
handsome brown gelding had been prepared Say,
me. Then she turned away, and Guy Pomrret
put her up on her own beautiful mare, Gui.
neyre, and when she was mounted. she CIdal
realized Tennyson's description of that peSriss,
queen very well. thought
'She locked so lovely as she swayed
he rein with dainty finger tIps
man had gwen all other bliss
Ahu al ms worldly hopes for this,
10 waste hls who 9 heart in one kiss
Upon her perfect lips"
Then my turn came and l was borrihIv aCr.i,
lest J might TAIL to rise like bird to the saddle
as Ida bad done, and was proportionateIy srate
found
securely seated without having blundered al ALI
Puck is charming horse Miss Dunbar but
ne likes to have his own way on the turf,r Mr.
PomfIet said, as he settled me. Then he added,
good-naturedly, almost in whisper 'Dont lei
MN get his head-rlde him on the curbu
Thanks. III attend to your direction" {
replied; and then Mr.. Pomfret mounted his own
powerful hunter, and we started, I'D. - ~.
Though II was Observation-Disclosures even in
iact-there was no crspness in the air and no
most on the ground. The roads were muddy
ana beavy, and the atmosphere mild ana humid.
we rCde slowly Tor three or four miles along the
highway, and then Ida proposed that we should
go on some downs that bordered the road and
nave sharp canter in sharp air." y.
"Remem ber," VI. Guy Pomfret muttered as
we took the turf, and l nodded assent and drew
my cuIb-rein a trihe tighter. "- -.
Puck went along over the billowing do WINS i'm
gland charging canter for about a couple of
hundred yards. Then Ida Pomfrets mare
mashed past u.s. the rider sitting erect and fair
her horse evidently well in hand, though 1t was
going at racing speed As she bounded ahead,
Puck did something extraordinary with all his
legs at once (Guy told NE afterwards that he
"bucked"O, threw up his head, then lowered 1t
suddenly with a jerk and then went off in the
wake oil the mare at pace that stretched him
out fiat nearly, and made my brain whirI.
do not think that / was terrified, though I
was well aware that had no more control over
Puck than / had over destiny, i was dimy
conscious of Ida branching off to the right
While was borne straight on towards what
looked like wall of blue sky. Another
moment, and l knew, that 1 was nearing
the brow of steep hill. Another and other
hoofs than Pucks sound in my ears close behind
me-then something rose with a crashing noise,
ana crushed against me-a sharp pain smote
through my chest-a roar sounded in my ears
horses seemed to be about and around me on
every sloe and II was all darkness. n rH..
when 1t came light again-that Is, when 1
opened my eyes-l found myself lying on
green mound half way down the slope of steep
hill, with my head resting on Guy Pomfreps arm,
and Puck standing close by, looking brightly
UNCONSCIOUS OF having done anything wrong
What did doW l asked, and Guy replied,
Came an awful cropper with Puck in galoping
down slope; but you're not hurt-tell me?-
you're not hurt?"
reused myself then, and found that nv foot
was in pain and turned the wrong Way-my ankle
was sprained, IL fact. But how about Puck? was
much more anxious about the handsome bril-
hant-looking little brown horse than about my
self.
Puck is all right" Mr.. PomGret said.
And where is she?n
"lda?n
yes
Here she comes" he replied graveiy as Mis-,
Ida made her appearance round knoll. 81
sent her to find boy TO come and take Puck
Miss Ida Pomfret came up and leaned forward
gracefully on her pommel, still sitting well back
in the saddle, to speak TO me. 81 hope you're
not hurt; out ! never saw such rash riding in
Nor did |; but il was not Miss Duubars.n
Mr.. Pomlret replied; and said:-
II really think it was you started Puck
sad It most mnocently, and saw with surprise
that she colored like fire.
81 suppose you will have nerve enough to
ride home, If this boy leads Puck" she asked;
and said:-
"Oh, yes;" but Mr. Pom fret shook his head.
Miss Dunbar has spraned her ankle Ida."
'"Then how is she TO get home ?r Ida asked,
'if you won't let her ride; she can't walk"
'You will see how she is to get home" he
answered, picking me up i'll his arms, as ne
spoke. Then he mounted his own horse, holding
e easily the while; and l submitted passlvely
through sheer amazement.
Really, Guy !" MISS Ida exclaimed, indig-
nantly, ''do you think / am going 10 make
one OF such prOcession!"
That you'll please yourself about he re-
piled, cOoliY; then he told the boy to lead
Puck home carefully, and started up the hull at
a slow pace.
was half faint with the pain, and presently
be saw that was, l suppose, for he said;-
'The sooner get you home the better for
your ankle, Miss Dunbar. This old fellows gall
lop is like rocking-char; tell me if you can
bear t?'
He slackened the reins, and the horse went
OIL like an arrow at once.
Eyes. | can bear this,nI murmured, as he
gIasped me more firmly, and Guy POmGet
suid:-
That's right; that's plucky;" and then sang:-
Grant hebschen auchg Der mond scheineheII,
Hurrah! die lodt-n reiten schneI
Grant liebschen auch Vor IodtenF'
"Say more of Leonora,' l reused myself TO
utter as he paused; but he merely repeated the
three lines he had already sung, and promised
t. lead me the whole OF the marvellous ballad
that same afternoon.
/ heard Mr.. Pomret tell his aunt when we
reached home that Ida had started off in the
way that she knew Puck would never stand
and that Miss Dunbar managed him cleverly till
he went down with her." And | saw Miss
Rachael and her nephew exchange queer little
sympathetic glunces; but did not know what