Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1867-07-25

FINDING A HUSBAND.

ucdT OnClc, Il COitlluSu COdNlu0lN
there's no fear aid I'm dying for 9
canter'
You Il die of a canter then,' he
retorted, with his grim wit, for he Il
break your neck. The horse has on
ly been ridden three times, twice by
myself and once by joe
But you've often said | was bet
ter rider than joe Joe was the sta
BILE boy. That's good uncle, now
do And l threw my arms about
his neck and kissed him.
Il knew by experience that when |
did this l generally carried the day.
Ny uncle tried to look stern, but i
saw he was relenting. He made a
last effort, however, to deny me.
Why not take Dobbin?' he said.
'Dobbinr cried. old snail paced
Dobbin. on such a morning as this.
One might as we'll ride a rocking
horse at once
We'll, we'll, he said, If l must, !
must. You'll tease the life out of me
if l don't let you have your way.
wish you'd get husband, you mink
you are growing beyond my control.
'Humph. husband. Well, since
You say so, I'll begin to look out for
one to day
Hell soon repent of his bargain,
said my uncle, but his smiles belied
his words, You're rs short as pie
crust, if you can't have your own
way. There seeing | was about to
speak, go and get ready while ]
| tell Joe to saddle Milo. You'll SET
the house afire if / don't see you oil.
Milo was soon ut the door, 4 gay,
mettlesome colt, who laid his ears
back as / mounted, and gave me a
vicious look | did not quite like.
| Take care said my uncle, it,
not too late too give it up yet.
] was piqued.
Il never give up anything. | said.
Not even the finding of q husband,
eh?'
No, I'll ride down to the poor
house and ask old Tony, the octoge-
marian pauper. to have me. andyoull
be forced to hire Poll Wilkes to cook
your dinners And as l said this,
my eys twinkled mischievously, for
uncle was an old bachelor, who de
tested all strange women, and held
an especial aversion to Poll Wilkes,
sour old maid of forty be
cause years ago, she had plotted to
entrap him into matrimony. Before
he could reply, | gave Milo his head.
John Gilpin, we are told, went
fast, but l went faster. 1t was not
long before 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
rs the road was clear we done well
enough. but suddenly coming to q
blasted oak that started ont specter
like from the edge of wood, Milo
SHE'D, twisted half round, and plant
ed his fore feet stubbOrnly IN the
ground. / did not know was fall
ing till / felt myself in a mud hole
which lay at one side of the road.
Here was fine end to my boosted
horsemanship. But as the mud was
soft, Twas not hurt, and the ludic
rous spectacle presented soon got
the upper hand fmy vexation.
Il fine chance have of finding 6
husband, in this condition. | said to
myself, recalling my jest with uncle
If i could find some mud dried
now, and pass myself off for mud
nymph, might have chance. And
began to pick myself mp.
Shall / help You, Miss suddenly
said deep, rich. manly voice
Hooked up and saw young man.
the suppressed merrimcnt of whose
black eyes brought blood to my
cheek, and made me, for an instant
ashamed and angry. But on glanc.
ing again at my dress, could not
help laughing in spite Of myself
stood in the mud at least six inches
above the tops Of my shoes. by
riding skirt was plastered over, SO
that it was impossible to tell of what
it was made. ely hands and arms
were mud to the elbows, for ] had
instinctively extended them in order
to protect myself.
The young man as he spoke, turn
ed to the neighborirg fence, and ia
king off the top rail h., placed it across
the puddle, then putting his arm
around my waist he lifted me out
though not without leaving my shoes
behind While he was fishing these
out, which he Immediately began to
do, / stole behind an enormous oak,
to hide my blusing face and scrape
the mud from my stockings and ri
ding skirt
j had managed to get the first lit
/ tie cleaner, but the last was as thick
as ever when my companion made
his appearance with the missing
shoes which he had scraped till they
were quite presentable. and leading
Milo by the bride.
pray, let me see you home, he
said. If you will mount again, I'll
lead the colt, and there will be no
chance of his repeating the trick
/ could not answer for shame
But when in the saddle, murmured
something about not troubling him.
It's no trouble, not the least he re-
piled, standing hat in hand like a
knightly cavalier, and still retaining
his hold on the bride, 'and / can't
really letyoago home alone for tie
colt is as vicious as he can be, to-
day. Look at his ears and the red
in his eyes. l saw you coming
down the road, and expected you to