The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-01-24

with an eye expressive of impotence and
surprise, and then relapsed into his mo-
tionless attitude. There was evidently
some misunderstanding between me and
my horse. saw it in his eyes. Brutus
was saying as plainly as he could without
speech: Il, horse, do what l ought to
do; and you, horseman, do not perform
your part"
YVES more puzzled than embarrassed.
"What strange horse Cheri has sold me !!
and why does he look upon me In such
way?" was about to proceed to extrem-
tiles, and administer to him good
thrashing, when another shot was fired.
The horse then made one bound. I
thought 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
rage, and my riding. whip entered into
play; took it in both hands, and struck
the horse right and left. But Brutns, too,
lost patience, and finding passive resist
ance unavailing, defended himself by rear
ing, kicking, and plunging; and in the
midst of the battle, while the horse ca
pered and kicked, and l, exasperated, was
logging him with the loaded butt-end Of
my broken whip, Brutus nevertheless
found time to look at me, not only with
Impotence and surprise, but with rage
and Indignation. While 1 required of
the horse the obedience he refused, he on
his part, was expecting of me something
l did not do.
How did this end? To my shame be
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fully 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 re-
Election. the horse put down his head and
stood upright on his fore-legs, with the
address and equilibrium of clown upon
his hands. l was consequently deposited
upon the sand, which fortunately hap
pened to be rather thick in the place
where fell.
tired to raise myself, but l cried out
and fell stretched with my face towards
the ground l felt as if knife were
sticking in my left leg. The hurt did
not prove serious-the swapping of one of
of the small tendons- but not the less
painful. succeeded, however. in turning
myself, and sat down; but while ] was
rubbing my eyes, which were filled with
sand, saw the great foot of horse de-
scend grently upon my head, and again
extend me on my back. l then felt quite
disheartened, and was Eliminating in my
mind what this strange horse could be,
when felt a quantity of sand strike me
in the face. l opened my eyes, and saw
Brutus throwing up the dust with both
fore and hind feet, trying to bury me.
This lasted for several minutes, when APP
parently thinking me sufficiently inferred,
Brutus knelt by my grave, and then gal
loped round me, describing perfect cir
Gle l called out to him to stop. He APP
peared to be embarrassed; but seeing my
hat, which had been separated from me
in my fall, be took it between his teeth,
and galloped down one of the green paths
out of my sight.
l was left alone. l shook off the sand
which covered me, and with my arm and
right leg-my left l could not move
dragged myself to bushy bank, where
l seated myself and shouted with all my
might for assistance. But no answer
the wood was perfectly silent and desert
ed.
| remained alone in this wretched con-
dition above half an hour, when l saw
Brutus in the distance, returning by the
same road by which he went, enveloped
in a cloud of dust. Gradually, as it
cleared away, saw little carriage APP
proaching-a ponv-chaise-and in the
pony-chaise lady, who drove 1t, with a
small groom in the seat behind.
A few instants after, Brutus arrived
covered with foam. He stopped before
me, let fall my hat at his feet, and ad-
dressed me with neigh, as much rs to
say: II have done my duty, l have
brought you help" But l did not trouble
myselfabout Brutus and his explanations.
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 explanations were uttered at the same
moment.
Madame de Noriolis"
Monsieur de Ia Roche large"
have an aunt, between whom and my
self my marrying rs a source of continual
dispute.
Marry" she would say.
Il will not, was my answer
would you have young lady: There
are Miss A. Miss Il. Miss c."
Then take widow; there are Mrs. ID.
Mrs. f. Mrs. F" etc.
But marry will not"
Madame de Noriolis was always in the
first rank among my. aunt widows. To
tell me she was rich, lively, and pretty
was unnecessary, but after setting forth
ali her attractions, my aunt would take
from her secretary a map of the district
where she lived, and point out how the
the estates OF Noriolis and La Roche large
oincd and she had traced red line upon
the map uniting the two properties. which
she constantly obliged me 10 look at.
light hundred acres within q g-fence
\ fine chance for 4 sportsman. But
would shut mr. eyes and repeat a. before,
II will never marry" Yet. seriously
speaking, was afraid of Madame lie
Noriolis, and always saw her head en-
circled with an aureole of my aunts red
line Charming. sensible, tslsnted, aai
500 acres within a riny-fence, Escape
for your safety if YOU will not marry
And l always did escape, but this time
retrea, was impossible. l lay extended
on the tart. covered with sand. my hair
in disorder my clothes in tae.Ers and