The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1880-03-31

horses would not be enough to drew
me-"
Very soon Lady Zantonia was equip
ped and ready to show her horses. Ma.
dam Calibra had not seen them vet, but
one day when she went out riding she met
her TREND coming in her carriage drawn
by SIX large rats.
Indeed. " said Madam Callbra, peevish-
~, ito think of one riding behind rats!
! would rather stay at home. ssJacob,''
she called to her coachman, ssattend to the
horses; go on, say! It is strange, but
the fact IS tnat my horses cannot bear the
sight of rats"
Inc horses became at once very FESTIVE,
| and instead of driving on his way. Jacob
drove directly up to the gray horses, and
| now commenced terrible difficulty. The
ladies began to cry; Jacob grinned with
merrlment: the gray horses began to
squeal and the white horses clawed and
| bit them to death.
Madam Calibra was very sorry: she
chastised her horses and Jacob, and babe
| her weeping little friend get in her car
rage, for Lady Zantonia's carrsage was
broken INTO a thousand pieces. "My
poor gray horses! SAID Lady Zantonia,
crying bitterly.
Thought Madam Calibra: "They were
nothing but ugly gray rats. can easily
| catch more"
On beautiful clear day, the lady nut
on her tine clothes and her hat, from
which dropped red, yellow, blue, and
green feathers. She got nto her carriage
and drove into the nearest wood.
When she arrived there, she saw Sir
brown coming toward her in his carriage.
She had met him before, so she sat up
very straight and ordered Jacob to crack
his whip, so that the animals might be-
come somewhat brisk.
Then she met her friend very gracious
ly' but scarcely had they met before the
white horses set up a terrible howl.
Jumped and kicked in the traces, and
started off in foaming gallop.
Sir Browns horses snorted, barked and
beloved, and were needless of the lashes
OF their masters whip, but galloped of
and pounced on the white horses and tore
the poor animals to pieces.
Now poor Madam Calibra shed the
most bitter tears; her little feathery hat
| fell off into the mud; her carriage was
broken, and her little horses were welter-
ing in blood. Jacob had posted himself
in tree, making faces ana breaking off
twigs, which he threw down on Sir
Browns head, who stood threatening
him with his whip.
Sir Brown was also very sorry, and he
said Z.
"Dear friend, it makes my heart bleed,
but am wholly innocent. And pray,
consider before you buy white cats for
horses again.
Now the little lady became very angry.
"What do you say about white cats2 I
was riding after white horses. but you,
after dogs! And your dogs are the cause
of my misfortune"
| Sir Brown was quite beside himself
and exclaimed: "What! with dogs! No
one ever said that to me before. I had
made up my mind to drive you home,
but now I'll not do it," So saving, he
drove off, muttering: 'This is what
comes IT folks trying to ape their betters.
| Horses and coachman, indeed! Apes and
| cats.
The poor little lady went home very
disheartened with Jacob.
| Now the two little ladies had no hors-
es and carriages, and Sir Brown learned
| soon to go Oh foot; for one day he was
attacked by wolves, who tore his beauti-
full brown horses to pieces, while he saw
ed himself with great difficulty. Since
then no one has ever been drawn by eth
er rats, cats, or dogs.-,]alzi,l L. CLINTON.