Litchfield enquirer., 1875-06-03

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 blackness. This head. which the figure had evidently hitherto concealed from Charleys gaze, now burst upon his yiew in all it's hideousness. Charley, although lad of proyerbial courage In the county of Cork, yet eould not but feel his nerves little shaken by this unexpected visit from the headless hOrseman, whom he considered the figure doubtless must be.
 The crop-eared head of the gigantic horse moved steadily forward, always keeping from six to eight yards in ad- 1 vance. The horseman, unaided by whip or spur, and disdaining the use of stir rups, which dangled uselessly from the saddle. followed at a trot by Charles side, his hideous head now lost behind the lappet of his coat. now starting forth in all it's horror as the motion of the horse caused hls arm to move to and fro. The ground shooK under the weight of its sH- pernatural burden, and the water in the pools was agitated into waves as he trot- ted by them. oEi's H 55= =sH
 On they went-beads with bodies and bodies without heads. The deadly silence was broken only by the fearful chatter of hoOfs, and the distant sound of thunder, which rumblsd above the mystic hill of Cecaune a Mona Finnea Charley, who was naturally merry-hearted and rather a talkative fellow, had hitherto felt tongue tied by apprehension, but finding his companion showed no evil disposition to wards him, and having become somewhat reconciled to the Patagonian dimensions of the .horseman and his headless steed. Prlcked up all his courage and thus ad- dressed the stranger. >sssfg2 sgazaE F if Why. then your honer rides mighky | well without stlrrupa. ! sassif,sGz 48sits5 sse l tHunlph !" growied the head from ufas der the horseman's right arm. s.i x, ssss. ! This Is not an over civil answer, 2 thought Charley; '..but no matter, he was taught in one of them riding houses, may be, and thinks nothing at all about dump ing his leather brooches at the rate of ten miles an hour. I'll try him on the other tack: Ahem p said Charley, clearing his throat and feeling at the same time rather daunted at this second attempt to estab- mighty neat coat of your honor's, although 'tis little too long in the waist for the. present cut" a* = --~s- 3 s"Humph" growled again the head.
 This second humph was a terrible thump in the face to poor Charley, who. was fafriy bothered to know what subject he could start that would prove agreeable. ""Tis sensible head, thought he, .sal-I though an ugly one; for 'tis plain enough. the man does not like fattefy. A third. attempt, however, Charley was determin-I ed to make, and having failed in hls ob- servations as to the riding and dress of his fellow traveller, thought he would just drop a trifiiRg allusion to the wonderful headless horse that was jogging OF so so- ciably by the side of his old mare: and as Charley was considered about Carrick to be very knowing about horses. besides being a private in the Royal MalIow Light Horse Volunteers. which were every one of them mounted like real Hessians. he felt rather sanguine as to the result of his 1nlra a5 at5eEaRtf 5e rnat brave horse your honor rides recommended the persever- ing Gharey = g A - s NB s-
 'Nou may say that With your own ugly mouth, growled the head.
 Charley. though not much fattered by the compliment. neyertheless, chuckled at his success In obtaining an answer, and thus continued:
 'tMay be your honor wouldn't be after riding him across the country?'
 ssWiA you try me, Charlie?" said the head, with an inexpressible look of ghast- iy delight
 Faith, and that's what I'll do," re- spOnded Charley. ''only Pm afraid, the night being so. dark, of laming the old mare, and I've every penny of an hundred pounds on her heels"
 This was true enough Charley's cour- age vas nothing dashed at the headless horsemans proposition, and there never WAS steeple chase, riding or leaping in the country. that Charley Culnane was not at 1t, and foremost in 1t.
 Twill you take my word, said the man who carried his head so snngly under his right arm, for the safety of your mare?"
 ''Done," said Charley, and away they started, helter skelter, over everything, ditch and bog. the old mare never went in such style. even in broad daylight, and Charley had just the start of his compan ion, when the hsarse voice called out: Charley Cnlnane. Charley, man, stop for your life, stop.
 ''you may beat ma by the head. becanse it always sosa 50 much before yon, s but if the bet eas neck and neck, and that's the go between the old mare and Desdemona. I'd win 1t hollow. i" -szssa3-
 It appeared as if the stranger were well aware of what was passing in CharIeys mind for be suddenly broke out qnite lo-
 Charley Culnane." says he, ..you have stout soul In you, and are every inch of you a good rider. I've tried you, and I ought to know; and that's the sort of man for my money. A hundred years ago it is since my horse and I broke our necks at Kllcummer Hill, and eyer since I've been trying to get 8 man that dared to ride with me, and I've never found one before Keep. as you always have done, at the tail of the hounds, never baulk an inch, nor turn away from stone wall, and the Hesdless s, % Hose@an silI never desert you
 Charley in amazement looked towards his right arm for the purpose of seeing in his face whether OF not he was in earnest; but, behold, the head was snugly lodged in the huge pocket sf9the horseman's scarlet hunting cloak. The horses head had ascended perpendicularly above them, and his extraordinary companion rising quickly after his avant-courier, vanished from the astonished gaze of Charley Cul-' nane.
 Charley, as may be supposed. was lost in wonder. delight, and perpiexity; the peltlng rain, the wife pudding. the new snattie-even the match against Squire ~CI0 1OISObbcus uOCuIuK could he. think of, nothing could he talk of, hntthe Headless Hofse1nan. He told it directly when he got home to Judy, he told 1t the following morning to all the neighbors. and he told it to the Hunt on Stephens Day; hnt what provoked him after all the pains he took to describe the head, the horse, and the man, was that one and all attributed the creation of the Headiess Horseman to his friend, Con. Buckleys s'sSt s'sSt vateE parliament" This | however should be told-t that Charley's old mare beat Mr.JepEsonis big Ally, Des- demona, by Diamond. and Charley pock- eted his cool hundred; and if he did not win by means of the Headless Horseman,. ] am sure da not know any dther reason for his doing so. .sssf T
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