The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1882-08-04

he was not accustomed to carrying
double, and tried to rid himself of the
burden. Again Shaw lashed him.
"Let me get off; | shall be thrown"
poor Anna cried.
"Sit still! He will be quiet in a
minute" said Shaw, as he again APP
piled the whip.
"Don't strike him, Jason He is
frightened" said Mr.. Rayburne, as
he advanced to catch him by the bit.
He was just moment too late.
The horse reared, staggered back,
and fell over backward, with both
riders underneath his heavy frame
terrible sight. His head struck the
broad door-stone and knocked down
Jane Warrenton, who stood there in
an agony of fear for her sister. Lit
tie Anna never breathed again, and
when Jane attempted to rise, it was
found that her back had struck the
threshold, and she could not stand.
Mr.. Rayburne and young Warren
ton tried to move the horse, so as to
relieve Shaw, but the animal had
broken his neck, and after few con-
vulsive spasms lay dead. After a
while, they succeeded in getting Shaw,
from his position, and found that his
leg was broken and badly crushed.
One young man rode to Woodstock
for a doctor, and to summon Mr..
Warrenton; another drove to Hart
land Corners for another doctor.
Poor Anna needed no help. Her
brother took her lifeless form in his
arms, kissed the pale forehead, and
bore her tenderly into the house and
laid her upon bed, while Betsey re-
moved her shawl and bonnet and
smoothed back the bright hair. Jane
lay in another room, writhing with
pain, while Jason Shaw was stretched
on the settle in the kitchen. 1t was
dreadful to have so many stricken
down at one blow, who, but brief
half hour before had been so full of
life and happiness.
ooh, my poor mother and father !"
groaned Jane. eff only l had ridden
with him, instead of Anna !"
Shaw, frantic with pain, raved and
swore. "She needn't blame me ;
didn't ask her to ride !" he exclaimed.
81 am glad the brute is dead !"
Mr.. Warrenton arrived before the
doctors. 1t was terrible blow to
him to see his beautiful child lie silent
in her eternal sleep, but he spoke
calmly: 81 think, William, you had
better take Hannah and go home,
for your mother will be anxious. But
mind you do not tell her that Anna
is dead. You may say that Jane is
hurt, and that l will be at home in
the morning."
"Father," said William, 81 think
Jason Shaw was pretty well set up, or
this would not have happened. One
of the boys said he had a bottle of
rum in his pocket. He drank cider
ever so many times during the even
ing, and when we carried him into
the house the bottle fell from his
pocket, and it was empty. I told
Jane not to ride with him, but Anna
jumped from the wagon before
knew it. 1t does not seem as if it
was minute from the time she was
OH the horse before she was dead.
Poor janet l am afraid she is hurt
badly. She cannot stand on her
feet"
81 hope you will never have to en-
dure the heartache that l do" an
swered Mr.. Warrenton. "Why /
never have told the girls to keep clear
of that fellow, cannot think. / was
going to stay at Woodstock all night,
but the landlord spoke of Jason's be-
ing there in the morning with sad
die and pillion on his colt, and it
came over me that perhaps one of
the girls might ride with him. But
was too late to save my darling 1t
is the first break in our family When
the chain is once broken, there seems
to be continual dropping off of the