The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1878-01-31

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
Brutus, too, lost patience, and finding
passive resistance unavailing, defended
himself by rearing, kicking, and plung-
ing, and in the midst of the battle,
while the horse capered and kicked, and
/, exasperated, was hogging him with
the loaded butt-endof my broken whip,
Brutus, nevertheless, found time to look
at me, not only with impatience and
surprise, but with rage and indignation.
While l required of the horse the obedi-
ence he refused, he, on his part was ex-
pecting of me something l did not do.
How did this end2 To my shame be
it spoken, / was relentlessly and dis
gracefully unseated. Brutus saw there
was nothing gained by violence, so
Judged it necessary to employ malice.
After moments pause, evidently passed
in reflection, the horse put down his
head and stood upright OH its forelegs
with the address and equilibrium of
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. l felt as if knife was
sticking in my left leg. The hurt did
not prove serious-the swapping of one
of the small teudons-but not the less
painful. / succeeded, however, in turn
ing myself, and sat.down; but while l
was rubbing my eyes, which were full of
sand, / saw the great foot of horse
descend gently upon my head, and again
extend me on my back. l then felt
quite disheartened, and was ruminating
in my mind what this strange horse
could be, when | felt quantity of sand
strike me in the face. opened my
eyes and saw Brutus throwing. up the
dust with both fore and hind feet, try
ing to bury me. This lasted for several
minutes, when, apparently thinking me
sufficiently inferred, Brutus knelt by my
grave, and then galloped around me,
describing perfect circle. called out
to him to step.-He appeared to be en-
barrassed; but seeing my hat, which had
been separated from me in my fall, he
took it between lis teeth and galloped
down one of the green paths out of my
sight.
was left alone. 1 shook off the sand
which covered me, and with my arms
and right leg-my left l could not move
dragged myself to bushy bank, where
I seated myself, and shouted with all
my might for assistance. But no
answer; the wood was perfectly silent
and deserted.
/ remained alone in this wretched
condition above half an hour, when l
saw Brutus in the distance, returning by
the same road by which he went, en-
veloped in cloud of dust. Gradually,
as it cleared away, I saw little carri-
age approaching---a pony-chaise---and in
the pony-chaise a lady who drove it,
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
addressed me with neigh, as much as
to say: "I have done my duty, | have
brought you assistance" But | did not
trouble myself about Brutus and his ex-
plantations; I had no thoughts 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 Noriolisp'
"Monsieur de la Roche Target"
have an aunt between whom and my
self my marrying is source of continual
dispute.
Marry" she would say.
al will not" was my answer.
Would you have young lady
There are Miss A, Miss B, Miss G.
But l won't marry"
"Then take widow; there are Ms.
D, Mrs. E, Mrs. F." etc.
But marry / 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 after 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 Noriolis and La Roche large
ioined, and she had traced a red line
upon the map uniting the two proper
ties, which she. constantly obliged me to
LOOK at. "Eight hundred acres within
a ring-fencel fine chance for a sports
man. But I would shut my eyes and
repeat as before, {" I will never marry
Yet, seriously speaking, was afraid Of
Madame de Noriolis, and always saw
her head encircled with an aureole oi
nv aunt's red line Charming, sensible
talented, and eight hundred acres within
a rirg-fencel Escape for your safety il
you will not marry. =
| And I always did escape; but this
time retreat was impossible. lay ex
! tended on the turf, covered with sand
my hair in disorder, my clothes il
tatters, and my leg stiff.
"What are you doing here" in
quired Madame de Noriolis. "Wha
has happened9"
candidly confessed that | had beer
thrown.
"But you are not much hurt?'
"No; but / have put something ou
in my leg-nothing serious, am sure.
And where is the horse that ha
played you this trick??"
l pointed out Brutus, who was quietl,
grazing upon the shoots of the broom.
"How! it is him, the good horse! HI
has amply repaired his wrong, as I will
relate to you later. But you must e
home directly"
"How9 / cannot move STEP"
i "But I am going to drive you home
at the risk of compromising you"
i And calling her little groom Bob, sh
led me gently by one arm, while Bo
took the other, and made me get int
her carriage. Five minutes afterwar
we were moving in the direction of L
Roche large, she holding the reins an
driving the pony with a lig ght hand
l looking at her, confused, embarrassed
stupid, ridiculous. Bob was charged t
lead back Brutus.
Extend your leg quite straight,
said Madame de Noriolis, "and l wi
drive you very gently, to avoid jolting.
: When she saw me comfortably installed
} "Tell me-" she said, show you wei
I thrown, and / will explain how 1 cam
, to your assistance"