The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-03-14

On the way to TouFnayl
1t Is not new, this Tournay story,
but perhaps you have never heard It
how two wagoners once came up
side by side in empty carts on a high
way in France, one driving a fine
pair of horses very rapidly, and the
other, with as fine a team, jogging
steadily along.
"ShaH I reach Tourney tonight,
before the gates are shutY asked the
fast wagner, pulling up his foaming
horses. "Is there time enough2
"Yes, you'll be in plenty Of ftime if
you drive slowly" replied the other
WAGNER; and he logged on, while
the first speaker drove rapidly by,
exclaiming: "a pretty way to get to
ones destination-to drive slowly
and waste time on the roadl No
mo- good sir, that won't suit me!
III go as fast as my horses can lay
their legs to the groundp And he
shook the reins and urged his team
to still greater speed. A
Meanwhile the driver who had
given him the good advice proceeded
carefully on his way. Presently he
noticed that his iYeliest horse had
lost a nail from one Of his shoes.
"This won't do" said the driver:
"best remedy a small evil st once"
/ So he drove as cautiously IS DOS
sible, lest the shoe. that vas clapping
at every step, should fall of alto
gether. And at the next smiths he
halted, and embarrassed the good
old horse from the wagon. The
smith brought out his his tools, and
in a few minutes honest Balls shoe
was again fixed on as tight as ever.
Only, a quarter Of an hour lost"
he said, but we can move all the
more briskly for the delay; so here
We go again"
Thus he went on slowly and surely
until at last he reached Tournay be-
fore the gates were shut, for, like sll
old French towns, this had wall
around it, and its gates were barred
every night.
And how Jared it with the impa-
tient wagner, who was in too much
haste to be careful2 Listen, and,
you shall hear.
He drove on, increasing his speed
whenever he could. Presently he
noticed that one of his horses began
to limp.
"Foolish beastr' he said. "Who
is to get down now, 1 wonder, to
look after your ailments? If you've
a stone in your foot, you may shake
it out again as best you can. lean
not afford to wait for you to-day"
And he gave the poor horse a loud
crack with the whip on the back,
so that he stumbled faster than be-
FORE,
The horse began to limp more
than ever. The stone was still
there, and the hOof was becoming
bruised and sore, but the wagner
would not stop q moment. The
road became rough and stony, and
the horse grew lamer and lamer, un-
til at last, from being urged and
beaten, the poor beast gave q des-
perate plunge, and, falling down,
broke the wagon-pole.
The WAGNER fumed and fretted
and jerked for while, and then de-
cided to go in search of assistance.
He soon found help, but the pole had
to be meaded, the injured horse re-
quired nursing-and the long and
short of the affair was that the i'm
patient WAGNER did not drive into
Tourney until the second day after
the accident.
On the way in he met the other
WAGNER coming out of the gate, his
business accomplished and his Wsg-
on well loaded.
"Humphl neighborp he cried
grufly. "You got here ahead of me
after all. Good day, good day. I'm
in a desperate hurry"
"Good day, my friend" shouted
the other cheerily; $50 am I. But
then, you know, "the more haste, the
Tess speed"