Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1867-10-23

"Ridc MiIo?" -o-.t
Eyes it is such beautiful day."
"But he will throw you,'' ...E
"Throw me p and | laughed nlerily and
inconsiderately, "Say yes, dear Uncle =
l continued, coaxingly, there is no fear,
and I'm dying for canter."
"You will die of canter then," he re-
torted with his great wit, "for he'll break
your neck. The horse has been only rid
den three times, twice by myself and once
by Joe" -.
But you have often said | was bet
ter rider than joe" Joe was the stable
boy. That's a good uncle--now do
And threw my arms around his neck
and kissed him.
81 knew by experience, that when | did
this generally carried the day. MY un-
Gle tried to look stern but saw he was
relenting. He made last effort howey-
er, to deny me. ..
"Why not take Dobin ?" be said.
"Dobin u | cried. "OId, snail paced
Dobin, on such a morning as this. One
might as well take a rocking horse at
once" .....
"Well, WE'LL he said, ''lf l must | must |!
You'll tease the life out ofme if don't
let you have your own way. / wish you
would get husband, you are growing be-
yond my control" g-rl.-
"Humph husband Well since you
say SO, | will begin to look out for one to-
dav." ...-r ... ..
"He would soon repent of his bargain" :"
said my uncle but his smiles belied has
words. "You are as short as piecrust, 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 on fire if | don't see
you off
Milo was soon at the door-a gay met.
tIesome colt, who laid lis ears back as
mounted and gave me vicious look did
not quite like.
Take care, said my uncle, at is not
too late to give up yet. .
was piqued. l.r..
81 will never give up anything" said /,
never isir ~.. f..
"Not even the finding of husband, eh p
'No, | will ride down to the poor house
and ask Old Tony, the oc,ogenarian pauper
to have me, aud you will be forced to hire
Poll Wilkes too cook YOUR dinners"-
And as said this there was mischievious
twinkle in my eyes, for uncle was an old
bachelor, who detested all strange women,
and held an aversion to Polly Wilkes, a
sour old maid of forty seven, because,
years ago, she had plotted to- entrap him
into matrimony. Before he could reply
| gave Milo his head .r.s..
John Gilpin, we are told, went fast, but
| went faster. 1t was not long before the
colt had it all his own way. AT first /
,ried to check his speed, but he got the
bit in his mouth, and all could do was to
hold on and trust to tiring him out Trees
fences, and houses went by US like wild
pigeons on the wing. g As long as the
road was clear we did we'll enough, but
suddenly y coming to a blasted oak, that
started out spectre like from the edge of
wood, Milo SHE'D, twisted half around,
and planted his fore-feet stubbornly in the
ground. | did not know that l was fall
ing. till | felt myself in mud-hole which
lay at one side of the road.
Here was a fine end TO my boasted
horsemanshipl But as the mud was soft,
| was not hurt, and the ludicrous specta.
Gle / presented soon got the upper Land of
my vexation. "a fine chance [ have of
finding a husband, in this condition." |
said to myself, recalling my jest with un-
Gle. If could find some mud dry now,
and pass myself off for mudnymph, |
might have some chance" And | began
to pick myself up.
"Shall | help you, Miss I? suddenly said
| deep, rich, manly voice
looked up and saw young man, the
suppressed merriment of whose black eyes
brought the blood to my cheek, and made
me for time ashamed and angry, But
on glancing again at my dress, / could
not help laughing in spite of myself. |
stood in the mud at least six inches above
the top of my shoes. My riding skirt was
plastered all over, so that it was impossi-
bic to tell of what was made My hands
and arms were mud to the elbows, for |
had instinctively extended them in order
to protect myself.
The young man as he spoke turned to
the neighboring fence, and taking off the
top rail he'placed it across the puddle,
then putting his arm around my waist, he
lifted me out, though not without leaving
mp shoes behind. While he was fishing
these out, which he immediately to do,
stole behind an enormous oak, to hide my
blushing face and scrape the mud from
my stockings and riding skirt.
| had managed to get the first little clean
er, 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 lead
ing Milo by the bride.
pray, let me see you home," he said.
"1f you will mount again. I'll lead the
colt; and there will be no more chance
of his repeating the trick" -.
could not answer for shame; but when
in the saddle, murmured something about
not troubling him.
dts no trouble, not the least" he re-
! piled, standing. hat ;n hand, like knights