The daily gazette., 1877-03-31
tanning A HORSE AND A LADY.

IN both hands, His fingers were all
thumbs. He had never been put through
his PAGES by dancing-master, and with
all his lickings, had never been clicked
into shape" s'7e-'7 -, - :
"He is very handy with his head,
though" said Mr.. Johnston, slipping his
coffee, and glancing over the morning
paper. 0s - .-... 7'''-'7'T ,
"But people don't dance on their heads''
retorted Kate, with toss of her own.
"Frank will have better use for his,
Mr.. Johnston ventured to hope, not quite
relishing the attack on his favorits stu
dent,
~ wish he hadn't feltit his duty To
ask me to dance with him last night, lust
because he happens..t TO be studyinglaw with
you. His awkardness put everybody out. Q
nAnd you out Of temper, / preceive.' Z
sit was enough to try anybody's pa
tience." !in - -
"He meant to be polite, no doubt, and
some credit is due to good intentions.
"He should first learn how to carry out
his good intentions. ,..-.. az. = 2 {
q suppose I had better take him out
Of Kent for the present, and put him in
the American Chesterfield, ~ said the old
lawyer, with quizzical look, as he rose
from the table. r'l y TtTl
Kate, however, wayward at other times
always met and parted with her father in
good humor;and The smile with which she
bade him goodbye at the door, deepened
into laugh as she thought Of Frank
Waddell engaged in his new study.
While Mr.. Johnston is walking to bis
office, we will improve the occasion with
woid more about Frank; for we are
anxious the reader should have a better
opinion of him than he has yet had an
opportunity of forming. f'a.I co.
Uncouth as he was, he had a d, BRIGHT
and intelligent face, and among friends
with whom he felt at home, could mako
himself quite entertaining. He had
"worked his passage" to good education
and was now working it to the bar, with
brighter prospects ahead, Mr.. Johnston
asserted, than any young man in the
State.
Kate Johnston was hor fathers pet. An
only child, motherless, a born be auty, and
altogether loyable, it would have been
strange had she quite escaped spelling,
The rod, in her case, had been entirely
spared, and you know what Solomon
says must be the consequence. But Mr..
Johnston insisted that that passage was
intended for boys. .o'a
Frank Waddell was no beauty, we
have said; but he had an eye for the
beautiful. Charley Scott, the handsome
young man OF tho town, (who set him
self up for wit besides,) lied when he
said Frank had no soul beyond books;
that, like the lignt-complected Bitter, a
horse was to him nothing but definition
and a beautiful woman only a series of
tissues covering skeleton.
Mr.. Johnston took deep interest in
his pupil, whom he often invited to his
house. The up-shot was that Frank
came, saw and was conquered. If he
didn't fall in love at frs. sight, he GER
tainly did at the second. .7...
Kate thought him very ugly at the be-
ginning. But that is thing one gets
used to by and by; and Kates after
time, almost forgot Frank was ugly;
would quite forget 1t sometimes when he
was talking, and would probably have
forgotten It altogether but for the unfor-
tunate party at which he had danced
himself into disgrace. 1t wasn't so much
tho dancing, either. Kate had too much
sense to loose her temper at that, but
Charley Scott was there and his laugh
annoyed her.
When that gentleman presented him.
self at the end of the set, and with the
killingsst bow to Kate, and barely civ
al.nod 10 Frank, requested permission to
call on the morrow and take her out for
drive behind his new trotter, she wsuld
have said 'sno" with an emphasis, but for
fear Of showing how much she was vexed
and so she said ssyes." and thanked him
and felt more vexed than ever. *
Kate didn't behave pleasantly to Frank
on the way home. She didn't find fault
with his dancing; she was too well-bred
to do that-to his face. But when one
wants to make ones self disagreeable, it
is easy to find way.
Frank went to bed miserable and get
up unhappy. When he got to the Office
he sat down to read the chapter on
Contingent Remainders;" but, to his
surprise, he found Kent whose clear
ness he had hitherto so much admired
unaccountably muddy. He soon dis
covered he was not reading to edifca-
ton; and laying aside the book, he
took up his hat aud strolled toward
the river.
Seating himself on an abutment of
a bridge which had been swept away
BY a recent fl e shet, he looked down into
the water, musing on his deficiencies
and cursing his folly in supposing that
any woman, short of confessed old
maid, could ever fall in love with an
object as ungailtry as himself. No;
he must giveit all up. The law must
henceforth be his only MISTRESS. He
must be content to live, and, when
his time came, to die in unblest sing
leness; to be mourned at a bar. meet
ing, and finally to be unsocially bur
led in a spot by himself.
To this end hisrenections had come
when the noise of wheels, and a sound
as of a horse running at full speed,
attracted his attention. ~
Turning his head, he saw s light
that caused him to spring to his feet.
Rushing toward him with fearful
rapidity, came frightened horse at
frail vehicle in which were
a gentleman aud lady. As the for.
mer partially raised himself in his fruit