The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1883-07-04
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mechanically raised his hat, thj
deacon's hat-alasl yellowed an,
frayed BY farm service. The toucl
set flying the ashes upon its brim
giving our receding hero the etlecl
cfbeing caught away in a cloud
A little blinded, but laughing be
hind his goggles, he went back Il
old Dobbin, and waited for the la
dies to 60 on in advance.
But what allied that surprising
pony2 The young lady chirrupet
to him; he would not bulge. shl
snapped the whip he stood as stiff
as the wooden horse Of the Trojans
@oh, daughter, daughter, he'll
balkingl. cried the elder lady
who appeared to be an invalid, ~
there's anything Inn afraid d, is'I
a baking horse"
"Allow me, madam" said Ear
vey, again advancing.
He twisted the animals ear q
moment to divert his attention
then took him by the bit and led
him several PAGES.
"see mamma, the pony has got
over his sulks. Thank you, SIR
The young lady resumed the
reins; the fractions quadruped
promptly refused to stir.
"Let me get out, Lila; I won't
go another step with him."
"He doesn't seem to be going,'
said the daughter, with a vexed
laugh. "You know you can't walk
rod. You'll surely have a relaps,
mamma, if you don't sit STILL"
Again Harvey led the pony,
Again the tantalizing nag stiffen.
ed in his harness the instant Miss
Lila took the reins. Many times
was this farce repeated, and many
were the minutes wasted. Mean,
time the sky had become overcast
and thunder was muttering in the
distance.
'"My mother has been very ill
If she is caught in the shower she
may get her DEATH" cried Miss
Lila, in distress. "oh, what. shall
we dot"
"If you'll pardon the suggestion
| might drive you to the Eyrie, il
thatAis yourdesti tion," said Har
yey, With a deprecatory glance al
his masquerding costume.
40h, will,gon2 But there is your
horse and cartY',
~ could come back for thcm."
"And with all mammals shawls
and pillows, the phaeton is hardly
wide enough for US two"
"That is true; it is a Lilliputian
affair" The youth was gravely
testing its light springs aud braces
S'Is there danger of breaking
'dow92 Then you gowith mamma
andNtl drive the cart"
"Lila Cavender! The ldea!' e%'
postulated the invalid.
"Tom Cavender's mother and sis
ter, by the ashes of my unclel Con
found it, what a scrapel" was the
young soap merchants inward
ejaculation as he awaited the Ia
dies pleasure,
"What better can l do, mammal
l shall ride famously, Unless
you're afraid to trust me with youl
horse" the young lady added, will
q glance toward Harvey.
"Not in the least. He's far from
being a fiery Bucephalus."
Struck with the incongruity o
the remark from such q source
Miss Lila lost all control of heI
dimples.
"That seat is suspended between
the heavens and the earth, likl
Mohammed's collin, mamma" shl
jos:ed by way of cloaking her un
timely mirth, "one ought to b.
shot into it out of q catapult."
To aid the young lady in mount
ing, Harvey silently extended
hand, whose exceeding smuttines
was intensified by seal ring tina
glittered upon the little finger
Miss Lila glanced curiously at thl
fine cameo with its quaint setting
Who was this anomalous beinl
who sported costly ornaments ant
quoted from the classicS2 Ant
where, where had she seen that pc
Culiar cameo before, or ono JUS
like it2 Ahl now she recollected
Tom had worn it home last vaca
tion, when he and his chum ha,
exchanged rings. But how ha'
this soap.man become possessed o
it2 Could it be that ho and Har
vey Vance were identical2 Ton
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