Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-03-20
The Arcadiau Roy with "a Rroad White
Forehead and n Soft Brown Eve.

Young COville was out looking for n ride
FRIDAY afternoon. lie had his sled with him.
ana he wanted 10 fasten 10 10 horse-slcigh
An opportunity finally presented itself II
was farmer who was driving and ne had
Two good horses. His son sat in the back of
ine sleign, watching the various village boys
lie was pale boy, with broad forehead
and a soft, brown eve. No one can read
character as Wei as children, and when
Master Covllle looked into the omen counte-
nance OF the farmerlad, he put after Tie
slelgh with all his might, and catching I'M Ia
~, threw himself on the tail-board, keeping
ms eye tTmly fixed on the farmer boy. TheD
tho farmer boy suggested that young COville
get on his own sled and he would hold the
rope FOR little way. The offer was accepted
az once and Master COville mounted his Own
sled. where he rDde in triumph. 20 the eayy
OF every boy he passed. Getting towa- Is the
suburbs, the farmer, who was quite deaf,
hurried forward his horses and Master Co
VILE tried 10 look ahead without smiling but
IL was impossible, the Speed was so exhila-
rating. When the party got by Granville
avenue, young COville told the farmer bow
that he guessed he'd be going back. and IL
he'd kindly drop the rope, he'd confer favor
The farmer boy smiled a rural smile, but
didn't relax his hold on the rope. Young
Coville smiled, too, but rather feebiy, and
again repeated the request. But the soft
brown eye was musing, and the rope still
Vile began To look scared. 10 was after 1--WE
O'Clock, and would be dark in an hour. and
here he was sailing out into the country at
The rate OF eight miles an hour.
" Let so OF there, why don't you?" he
asked.
The farmer boy smiled-one of those bios
solnlng smiles, which told OF green dells and
moss fringed brooks.
+" If YOU don't let go OF that rope, I'll Just
get into that sleigh, and mash yer darne old
snoOt" suggested young Coville, which was
a very imprudent statement, I'm view OF the
lact that every muscle was engaged in keep
ing his seat.
But the farmer lad did not let go. He kept
his hold OF the rope, and kept up the smiles
the waving grain and blooming daisy smiles.
-, III make you laugh on the other side
or your mouth, II you don't let 90 OF that
rope" shouted young Coville, a. he saw the
paved sidewalks give way 10 foot paths. aud
gardens dissolve into broad. snOw-clad fields.
On they went, the farmer lad smiling Sd
beautifully, and young Coville grating his
teeth, ana shouting the awful things he would
do in the future.
About four miles out OF town. and as they
were passing through a heavy wood. the
FARMER boy smiled broad smile, and LET 90
OF the rope, and as the sleigh darted away
the rope passed under the sled. bringing IL
up SO suddenly as 10 throw young Coyille
heels over head into the snow. When ne got
up, the sleigh was going over a hill, and his
toTmenter was throwing agricultural kisses
at him.
IL was late AZ night when Master CovilIe
reached his home, but when he went 10 bed
there were Thirteen SnOw-ballS, soaked with
water, freezing slowly but surely on a board
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