The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-03-03

borsa suddenly rushed wildlypast them. |
Every mhscls of the noble animal wsis
Instinct with terror; his nostrils we've 1
dilated; aud, with bis long brown mane
caught and tangled in the wind as he
swept by, he presented that half-thraling
half-appalling spectacle which thor
oughly frightened horse always does.
ooh my, Reubenw exclaimed Amy,
drawing long breath. Wasn't that
kinder. grand, thonghT' .....-..
Reuben shook his head. AFm afraid
he's done some mischief. He's broken
away from a carriage; and them shafts
must bruise his legs afore long, SO he'll
come to his senses"
About n mile further DOWN the road,
they came upon n carriage overturned
and broken, near large pile Of stones,
over which the frightened animal had
evidently attempted to leap, and shat
tered the vehicle. And close by this lay
man with his face to the earth, and the
life apparently struck out Of him.
rs he dead? Oh, is he dead% Amy
whispered the question with white lips.
II don't know, little sister" Reuben
was quietly dismounting. He had those
strong, steady nerves which are so inval-
liable in case Of any sudden catastrophe,
God in Heaven, have mercy upon
usp And he did not say these words
lightly, but humbly and reverently, as a
Christian should; for in the face of that
PROSTATE. man he had recognized him
who had laid his fathers head, in the
prime of his years, under the grass-the
man who had broken his mothers heart
and driven the widow and orphan from
their home, and filed his own youth
with toll and patient longing and wait
ing.
"Who is it, Reuben?" cried Amy.
dts Abel Ross"
A little cry went out of Amy's lips, for
that name had been source of terror
and grief to her ever since her earliest
remembrance.
,"Amy, there is tin pail in the cart i;
run to the spring, quick, and fill it with
water" And the farmer lifted the un-
conscious mans head and laid it on his
knee, and stroked away the iron gray
ock4 from his face as tendcrly as his own
mother could have done it.
Amy was frightened into unquestion-
ing obedience. Her brother bathed the
white, rugged features, and she stood
still, looking on with long, shivering
sighs-all the brightness and vividness
had gone out of her face in its stark ter
ror.
At last long convulsive shiver went
over the man; he opened his eyes and
stared wildly moment at Reuben; he
attempted to rise, but his right arm fell
down helpIess-it was broken. He
groaned out sharply, and shut his eyes.
In moment he had fallen back into I'M
consciousness.
"What shall we do with him? Oh
dearr' cried Amy, wringing her hands.
Reuben meditated a moment. They
were on lovely, little frequented road;
there was not "a house in sight.
eve will carry him home," said the
young farmer, decidedly.
"Oh, Reuben, what will mother say?'
calculated Amy, for she could not get
over her old childish associations with
the name of Abel Ross, or her terror least
some evil should befall them when
brought in contact with its owner.
Mother will say did just right" an
swered Reuben, simply. And he lifted
the wounded man in the cart, and held
his head on his knee, and chafed his tenn
pies with cold water; while Amy tool
the feins in her shaking hands, and drove
slowly towards home.
care you in much pain, sirT asked
the farmer.
ayes, in my shoulder" and he writhet
and groaned fearfuIly, and then sudden
ly fastened his eyes on Reuben. "What
is your nameT' he muttered.
'Reuben Taylor" The young maj
had the name and face of his father.
There was another loud groan and 1
movement as though the sufferer woult
nave writhed himself away, but he faint
!. ed agaln.
y At last they drew up before the littl
yellow story and a half house.
"Amy," said her brother, ''go in AM
tell mother who is here; but you're
sensible little girl when you've MINI
to be; tell her in quiet sort of way"
Am y understood, and executed he
work very WELL considering her owl
, agitation; in moment Mrs. Taylor pre-
sented herself at the door with a fac
!. that seemed death-struck, it was 80 whit
: and strained.
"Oh, Reuben" she gasped.
! He answered her with look-M mus
bring him right into the house, mother
. and lay him on your bed. Then | mus
! run for doctor, for fear his life's neal
ly gone out of him"
!, He laid the sick man under the low roc
to which he had driven the widow an
the orphans; and then Reuben started o
for physician, and dispatched a messel
: ger to inform Farmer Ross family (
! what had transpired.
u He had three sons, but the Oldest WI
not twenty, and their mother had die
=. several years before. They all hurrie
81 over, with the "hired men," in gre
.. alarm when they heard the tidings; tt
IL physician, however, preceded them, al
y he pronounced Farmer Ross to be in
t. most critical situation, and that he wou
I not answer for his life if he was remove
=, u to his home, that being distant nearly S
40 miles.
= 1t was evident that he had sustain
m n, serious internal injuries, for the lare
~ ~ stalwart frame would quiyer every tir
- it was moved, and the great beads OF pt
H. spiration gathered on the rugged bro
The broken arm, too, was much inflame
or and required constant care. Mrs, La