Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1881-05-25
PRETTY KITTY RYAN.

PRETTY KITTY RYAN.
Or Tanning Horse and Winning Hus-
Pretty Kitty Ryan was bright. pretty
and good girl. She was an only child, and
her mother was widow. They came from
the old country on the death of Kitty's
father, for it was worse than useless for an
old woman in poor health and girl Of six
teen years to try to gain living on small
farm twenty-five miles from Dublin.
When they landed in New York they had
just 500 remaining of the little sum they
realized by the sale of their cows, pigs and
poultry. Their passage had cost them
nothing, for Kitty's uncle, her fathers
brother, had made her a present of their
tickets
Now, Kitty, what are we to do
next, my child, in this strange countfy?"
'0h! mother, keep up your heart; we'll
do first rate. The stewardoss has told me
of a place where we can get board, aud I'll
take the paper and look for work. You'll
, just do nothing at all, for didn't bring you
out here to be a lady?"
Kitty read the papers faithfully, but
without getting much encouragement from
them; the long list of "Female Help Want
ed" was chiefly composed of experienced
operators, ladies to solicit orders on a new
work, and general housework girls" Kitty
tried them all, one after the other.
The operating she could not get, for she
had no experience; the book canvassing
she could make nothing of, and the gen.
eral housework would separate her from
her sick mother, and the ten dollars a
month offered would not feed the mother
and clothe both, SO that was out of the
question.
"Oh dear! what will do at all at all?"
sighed poor Kitty. What do know any
thing about?'
"Well, I'm sure, me dear child. ye know
plenty; ye can milk q COW most Elegant, and
I'd like to see the horse yed be afraid to
mount
Eyes, mother; but what's the good of
that: No one in New York wants COWS
milked and can ride, for his lordship
taught me himself, and 1 used to break
the young horses for the ladies'. Oh!
r wish we had gone to England, for Tom
Runt, the English groom, often told me
that could make living training horses
for ladies to ride in the park , and may be
get place at a riding schoorto teach the
+ gentry to leap. Oh! mother, how lone
some l am for race across country on
Melton, the big bay hunter his ]ordship
let me ride. Oh! the elegant breeze, and
hounds yelping, and the fences to 20 over,
and I think I can see Melton laying back
his ears as he came to Barrows brook. Sure
that was the wide leap for him. and how he
took it, the darling beast. Sure, mother, I
cried the day bid him goodbye, and 1
believe he knew what was the matter, for
he rubbed his nose all over my face as if he
was sorry, too. Do you mind him, mother?
What's beautiful animal, glossy as satin,
. and an eye full of fire, beautiful red
bronze color, with one white stocking.
Sure, mother, I'm ashamed to tell you
how often I've cried when thought of
Melton.'
"Well, Kitty, can't ye tache the American
riding schools here"
How Kittys face lit up. ..s. - -.
"Oh! mother, dear, do you think SOP"
"Of course, my child"
well, then, I'll see this verv doy. Who
will ask about it? know MIR. Cover"
Mr.. Cover proved to be the right person.
He not only knew about the riding school,
but offered to accompany Kitty when she
went there. So the dearly beloved riding
habit was taken out and done up in par
eel. for Kitty said: MAY be the gentleman
will want to see me ride before he engages
me. SO had better be all ready"
w ucu GueN IcttCueu Cu0 6CuOOl CQ6 DIO.
prietor dashed their hopes to the ground by
telling them he did not require any lady
assistant in his business. Kitty felt the
tears we'll up in her eyes from disappoint-
ment, but Mr.. Cover was not so easily dis
couraged.
will you allow this lady to take ride
on any of your horses that are accustomed
to leaping? She has not ridden since she
left home, and would like to try an Ameri-
can horse"
Certainly; which style Of riding do you
prefer?' 1 suppose you like pacing horse;
they are easy for lady to use."
No, [ like q horse that trots and canters"
Kitty stepped into the dressing room to
put on her habit, and Mr. Cover followed
the proprietor of the establishment to say
word in favor OF his fair friend. When
Kitty came the gentleman was surprised
! and delighted by the change in her appear
ance, her small, perfectly rounded form
being beautifully set off by the black habit,
apresent from Lord Fitzmorris, her faith
ers landlord, who had always made a pet
of Kitty. Her face was pretty enough to
stand the test of the neat high hat she
wore. From under it's brim flashed out the
witching blue of her large Irish eyes, soft
and bright as violets glistening through
dewdrops, and heavily fringed with long,
silky, black laehcs.
Kitty's complexion was clear and bloom
ing, her hair glossy and abundant, and she
knew no fault could be found with her
dress, which came from a London tailor
famous for such things. Her little gold
mounted whip hung from q chain around