The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1878-01-31
t is; have bought an old horse out of
he cavalry riding school at Saumur."

the cavalry riding school at Saumur."
L was about to tnrn homeward, salts
fed with the talents of Brutus, when q
shot was heard short distance off. 1t
was one of my keepers firing at a rabbit,
for which shot be it said, en- passant. he
afterward received a handsome present
from my wife. I was then exactly in the
center of an open space where six long.
green roads met On hearing the shot
Brutus stopped short, and put his ears
forward in an attitude OF attention. I
was surprised to see him 30 impression
able. After the brilliant military educa-
ton assumed he had received in his
youth, he must be well accustomed to
the report of gun. I pressed my
knees against him to make him move on,
but Brutus would not stir. / tried to
back him, to make him turn to the right
or to the left, but in vain. [ made him
feel my riding whip, but still he was i'm
movable. Brutus was not to be dis
placed; and yet-do not smile, fer mine
ls true history-each time urged him
to move the horse turned his head rom d,
and gazed upon me with an eye express
sive of 1mpatlence and surprise, and then
relapsed into his motionless attitude.
There was evidently some misunder-
standing between me and my horse. I
saw it In bis eyes. Brutus was saying as
plainly as he could without speech, "I,
horse, do what I ought to do and you,
horseman, do not perform your part
I was more puzzled than embarrassed.
"What strange horse Cheri has sold
me and why does he look upon me IN
such way ?" I was about to proceed to
extremities and administer to him good
thrashing, when another shot was fired.
The horse then made one bound. I
thought I had gained my point, and
again tried to start him, but in vain He
stopped short, and planted himself more
resolutely than ever. then got into a
rage, and my riding-whip entered into
play; I took it in both hands, and struck
the horse right and left. But Brutus,
too, lost patience, and, finding passive
resistance unavailing, defended himself
by rearing, kicking and plunging; and,
in the midst of the battle, while the
horse capered and kicked, and L, exas-
perated, was fogging him with the
loaded butt-end Of my broken whip,
Brutus, nevertheless, found time to look
at me, not only with impatience and
surprise, but with rage and indignation.
While I required of the horse the obe-
dience he refused, he, on his part, was
expecting of me something 1 did not do.
How did this end2 To my shame be
it spoken, 1 was relentlessly and dis
gracefully unseated. Brutus saw there
was to be nothing gained by violence,
so Judged it necessary to employ malice
After a moments pause, evidently
passed in reflection, the horse put down
his head and stood upright on his fore
legs with the address and &c uilibrium of
a clown upon his hands. I was, conse-
quently, deposited upon the sand, which,
fortunately, happened to be rather thick
in the place where fell.
/ tried to raise myself, but cried out
and fell stretched with my face toward
the ground. [ felt as if knife were
sticking in my left leg. The hurt did
not prove serious-the swapping of one
of the small tendons-but not the less
painful. I succeeded, however, in turn
ing myself, and sat down; but while I
was rubbing my eyes, which were filed
with sand, / saw the great foot OF
a horse descend gently upon my head.
and again extend me on my back. I
then felt quite disheartened, and was
Illuminating in my mind what this strange
horse could be, when [ felt quantity of
sand strike me in the face. 1 opened
my eyes and saw B,-utus throwing up
the dust with both fore and hind feet,
trying to bury me. This lasted for sew
eral minutes, when, apparently thinking
me sufficiently inferred, Brutus knelt by
my grave, and then galloped around me,
describing perfect circle. [ called out
to him tc stop. He appeared to be en-
barrassed; but seeing my hat, which had
been separated from me in the fall, he
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down one of the green paths out of
sight.
[ was left alone I shook off the sand
which covered me, and with my arm and
right les-my left I could not move
dragged myself to bushy bank, where
seated myself, and shouted with all
my might for assistance. But no an
swer the wood was perfectly silent and
deserted.
remained alone in this wretched con-
dition above half an hour, when I saw
Brutus in the distance, returning by the
same road by which he went, enveloped
in q cloud of dust. Gradually, as it
cleared away, [ saw little carriage ap-
proaching-a pony chaise-and in the
small groom in the seat behind.
covered with foam. He stopped before
me, let fall my hat at his feet, and ad-
dressed me with neigh, as much as to
say: "I have done my duty; I have
brought you help" But I did not
trouble myself about Brutus and his ex-
plantations; I had no thought or looks
save for the beautiful fairy who had
come to my aid, and who, jumping from
her little carriage, tripped lightly up to
me, and suddenly two exclamations were
uttered at the same moment:
Madame de Noriolis -
Monsieur de Ia Roche large p
I have an aunt between whom and my
self my marrying is source OF continual
dispute.
"Marry," she would say.
81 will not" was my answer.
"Would you have a young lady
There are Miss A, Miss B, Miss G"
"But won't marry"
''Then take widow; there are Mrs
D, Mrs. E, Mrs. F, etc."
"But marry I will not"
Madame de Noriolis was always in the
first rank among my aunt's widows. To
tell me she was rich, lively, and pretty
was unnecessary; but, alter setting forth
all her attractions, my aunt would take
from her secretary map of the district
where she lived, and point out how the
estates of NoriCls and La Roche large
joined, and she had traced a red line
upon the map uniting the two properties
which she constantly obliged me 70 look
at Eight hundred acres withira nng
fence fine chance for a sportsman
But would shut my eyes and repeat as
before, Il will never marry" Yet,
seriously speaking, 1 was afraid of
Madame de Noriolis, and alway saw my
head encircled with an aureole of her
aunt's red line. Charming. sensible,