Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1881-06-16
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PRETTY KITTY RYAN.
Or
Tanning a Horse and Winning
a Husband.
BY X. FALCoNER LANCE.

Pretty Kitty Ryan was bright
pretty and good girl. She was an on
ly child, and her mother q widow
They came from the old country on the
death of Kittys father, for it was worse
than useless for an old woman in poor
health and girl of sixteen years tc
try to gain living on a small farm
twenty-five miles from Dublin. When
they landed in New York they had
just $50 remaining of the little sum
they realized by the sale of their COW,
pigs and poultry. Their passage had
cost them nothing, for Klsts'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 country?
ooh! mother, keep up your heart
we'll do first-rate. The stewardess has
told me of place where we can gel
board, and I'll take the paper and look
for work. You'll just do nothing al
all, for didn't | bring you out here tc
be lady?
Kitty read the papers faithfully, but
without getting much encouragement
from them; the long list Of Female
Help Wanted was chiefly composed ol
experienced operators, ladies to solicit
orders on new work, and general
housework girls. Kitty tried them all
one after the other.
The operating she could not get, fol
she had no experience the book can
vasslng she could make Nothing of f,and
the general housework would separste
her from her sick mother, and the ten
dollars a month offered would not feed
the mother and clothe, both. SC that
was out of the question.
%'Oh, dearl what will do at al, at
alp sighed poor Kitty. What do l
know anything about?
4stWell, I'm sure, me desr child, ye
know plenty We can milk aleew most
iligant, ana ia like to see the horse
you Uc dlTdtu W LuOuuI.
Yes, mother; but what's the good of
that? No one in New York wants
COWS MIXED, and l can ride, for his
lordship taught me himself, and ! used
to break the young horses for the lad
les. Oh! I wish we had gone to Eng.
land, for Tom Hunt, the English
groom, often told me that could make
living training horses for ladies to
ride in the park, and may be get a
place in a riding school to teach the
gentry to leap. Oh! mother, how lone
some I am for a race across the county
on Melton, the big bay-hunter his lord
ship let me ride Oh! the elegant
breeze, and hounds yelping,' and the
fences to 60 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, l
cried the day I bid him good bye, and
| believe he knew what was the mat
ter, for he rubbed his nose all over my
face as if he was sorry. TOO. Do you
mind him, mother ? What a beauti-
full animal, glossy as satin, and an eye
full of fire, beautiful red. bronze COL
or; with one white stocking. Sure,
Pm ashamed to tell you how
often I've cried when I thought of
Melton.
well, Kitty, cant ye tache the
American ladies to ride, too? I'm sure
there must be riding schools here.
How Kitty's face lit up.
ooh! mother, dear, do you think SOP
of course, my child 8,
We'll, then, I'll see this very day.
Who will | ask about it? l know Mr..
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-h habit was taken
out and done up in parcel, for Kitty
said: May be the gentleman will! want
to see me ride before he engages me, SO
[ had better be all ready
When they reached the school the
proprietor dashed their hopes to the
ground by telling them he did not re-
luire any lady assistant in his bust
ness. Kitty felt the tears well up in
her eyes from disappointment, but Mr..
Cover was not so easily discouraged.
Will you allow this lady to take a
ride on any of your horses that are &C
,ustomed to leaping? She has not rid
len since she left home, and would like
20 try an American horse.
Certainly; which style Of riding do
you prefer? I suppose you like pac-
ng horse; they are easy for a lady's
lse.'
No, 1 like a horse that trots and
;anters.'
Kitty stepped into the dressing g-room
o put on her habit and Mr.. Cover
the proprietor of the estab-
ishment to say a word in favor of his