Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-12-16

pulled nly arms out Of their sockets when 1
tried to raise it.
Good" thought L; II understand. have
bought an old horse from the Saint Cyr or
Saumur riding school. and it is not on this
beast that intend to hunt"
had just decided to turn back and go
home, feeling fully enlightened as to Brutus'
accomp lishments when gun was shot off in
the woods, about twenty yards distant. 1t
was one of my keepers shooting O hare, who
on account of this shot received a handsome
present from my wife some months after
wards. [ was at that moment on the centre
of q space where half q dozen roads met,
forming perfect circle.
On hearing this shot Brutus stopped sud-
denly, planted himself firmly on his legs,
with his ears up and his head in the air.
was surprised to find the horse SO i'm
presSionable. l should have supposed that
after having received such brilliant educa-
ton in his youth, as he certainly had, he
would have been a horse of iron, Indifferent
to a gun or cannon. Ipressed his sides with
my knees to make him go on. Brutus did
not stir. l gave him an energetic kick with
1ay knees. B1utus did not stir. whipped
him vigorously. B1utus did not stir I tried
to back the horse, to jerk him to the right,
to the left and l could not move him an
inch. Brutus stood as if glued to the earth;
and in the meanwhile every time [ made an
effort to move the horse he turned his head
around and looked at me with an eve in
which you could positively see an Impotence
and surprise; then he would resume his first
! position and become a statue.
There was evidently a misunderstanding
/ Il I
| his eyes, and Brutus said to me as clearly as
/ he could with a look: Il, horse, do what I
ought TO do, and it is you, rider. who do not
Go what you ought to-"
[ was more puzzled than was troubled by
all this.
''What ridiculous horse have I bought Of
| Cheri.' said I to myself; Sand why does he
| look at me in such q queer manner?n l was
getting ready to take a decided step and give
| Brutus a regular beating, when second shot
was heard. The horse gave a leap, thought
| l had gained my point, and when he Jumped
l tried to carry him forward by the reins and
with my knees. But no. He stopped short
after the bound forward and again stood as
if planted in the earth. Ali then became
furious and the whip entered into play; I
whipped him as hard as I could, hitting him
Brutus, he, too, lost his patience, and instead
Of the cold and impassiye resistance with
which he had before opposed me, l was met
with o furious defense. He kicked, jumped,
reared himself on his hind legs and pi-
routed in the most fantastic way; and in
the middle Of this battle, while the enraged
horse paved and plunged, I, to my chagrin,
saw that had broken my whip in pieces by
catching it on the pommel
Brutls still found time to throw glances at
me, not only of surprise and Impotence, but
also of anger and Indignation. While de
manded of the horse the obedience which he
refused me, it was certain that ne expected
of me something which did not do.
How did this all end? To my mortifca
ton; to my great notification l wa:
thrown Brutus understood, I think, thai
he could not get the best of me by violence
and judged it necessary to use cunning; aftel
standing still for a moment, while he Ger
tainly reflected, the horse raised himself VI
on his front legs, his head down, with TIT
skill, the GOODNESS, and the perfect equilibrium
of clown who walks on his hands fel
on the ground, which, happily, i'll this plac
was soft.
1 tried to get up. Igave a scream, am
fell, ridiculously, on ny nose. At the leas
movement l felt as if my left leg was bein.
cut by q knife. 1t was a little thing, rupt
red tendon: but although the wound wa
small, it was horribly painful. | managed
however, to turn over and seat myself
but at the very moment, while husi
ly engaged in getting the sand out Of eyes,
asked myself what could have become of m.
miserable dappled gray. l saw over m
head q large horses foot; then this large foo
rested with Il certain gentleness on my breast
and softly laid il.e fat again, but this time O
my back.
became discouraged, and feeling inca
pable of any new efforts [ remained i'll tina
position, continuing TO ask of myself wha
kind Of horse had bought Of Cheri, Will
1 shut my eyes and waited for death.
heard, suddenly, a remarkable stamping {
feet around me. Lots of hard little particle
, hit my face. I opened my eyes and sa'
, Brutus, who, with his front and hind fee
moving with incredible activity, was tryin
, to bury me under the sand. He was doin
his best, the poor animal; and from time
time he stopped to look at his work; thel
lifting up his head, he have little neigh an
, recommended. This lasted at least three
+ four minutes, after which Brutus, judgiIl
+ me well enough buried, got down with h
, respect on his knees before my grave on b
D knees! completely on his knees! suppo
he was saying a little prayer. I looked ;
him. This interested me extremely.
i His prayer finished, Brutus jumped u
: went off few yards, stopped; then begt
p ming to gallop he went around the circle,
:. the centre of which he had buried me, abo
o twenty times. [ followed him with my eye
o but it made me feel i'll to see him go arour
Il and around. I managed to cry out: Who
whoal The horse stopped and seemed eT
|, barrassed; he probably asked himself VIII
# there was still left for him to do; but {
g seeing my hat, which when I was throw
+ lad fallen Off, be took new resolution, al
:, Selling it between his teeth started off on
Il gallop this time by one of the six roa
;, which lead to my tomb. Brutus disappeare
Y l was left alone.
IS was coofounded-positively confounde
IS got out of my grave, and by the aid Of L
e arms and my right leg, q could not use t
+ left one) managed to drag myself TO lit
10 knoll covered with grass in the corner of o
of the roads. Once having reached thel
1 managed to seat myself and commenced
ii cry with all the force of my lungs. "Hel
1t Hello! there!" No answer. The roads we
d perfectly deserted and still. I should sirnr