The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1883-05-16
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4 Race for i Kiss.

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A butter pcddler from Honey Lake
relates with great glee how a .neighbdrS
of his was cured of too frequently tip
ping the gin bottle. This neighbor
married ayoang, handsome and spirited
lady, and for a month Lor two all went
well in the house and about the farm:
then the husband fell back into his old
tricks. The wife demonstrated, and for
a time the husband reformed. Pres
emily. however, she became satisfied
that the rbottle-tipping' was again CO.
ing ON. When she spoke toiher hus 1and
about the matter he swore that the
aroma she detected was that of eol;c
medicine he was taking, he having de-
veloped a most intfactable collie, for the
relie of which he had brought home
and paraded a bottle of medicine. u
y he wife was confident that there was;
kept somewhere about the premises a
considerable store of a verv different
kind of medicine. She kept her own
counsel and at the same time strict
watch. In a day or two she discovered
under q manger in a. barn. the secret
hoard. She said nothing of the discov-
cry to her husband i dfFea ai ssr
Soon after the husband had business
at neighbor's. some two miles away.
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surprised at seeing note pinned upon
his ront door Hastily advancing he
read as follows: lo fIos Is 81, ai
BEN: You will find the key of the house
where YOU keep your collie medicine. i have
taken Kitty and gone home to my mother.
Father and b other Bob will come to-Inorrow
for the trunk in which have packed my
things Z .asgJrtses5- - tsIa eifi NELLIE-s
The husband rushed to the barn. At
a glance he saw that Kitty, his wife's
mare, and the 8 de-saddIe were gone.
Darling to the manger he hauled out
his corpulent demijohn of gin. and sus-
aended from its neck found the key of
the house - e..,....-rs.g,.s -.jf.s,laf
Securing the key he sent the demijohn
whizzing and crashing against post of
the barn Bounding forth, he ran to and
mounted the horse he had let standing
in. front of his house. y ssss ID 3s7ls
Away he dashed. 1t was ten miles
to the house of his father-in-law, and
he was determined to overtake his wife
before she lfld reach it, or kill the
horse in the attempt.
8 Said the butter man; SHOW, seed
Ben's wife come over the hill, half
mile south of my house, on her little
mare. Kitty, and began to perform
some queer abolutions After She d
got over the brow o. the hill she paced
up and down the road for time; then
she rid up and looked over the ridge
for awhile. fter looking bit she
turned about and rid up and down the
road for few ii es, and went up to
the brow o. the hill again. So she kept
do n an once or twice she got off and
led Kitty up to the top of the hill.
II was puzzed as to whether she was
waitin' for somebody or had lost some
l.. So 4
place. some four miles beyond my
house I was just about to walk out
| that way when see d her wheel Kitty
round from the brow o. the hill and be-
| gan to ply erwhip.
In half minute she was fyin' past
my lace like wild woman. l stood
| at m front gate by the roadside. ready
to h lller ont at her to know what was
up, but b'ess you. she never looked
to- ard me. Her eyes seemed sot in her
head. her face was pale. and at every
| jump she let into Kitty with her whip.
1 swar, her ridin' skirt fairly cracked
| as she bounded past me.
| ..Jist then ,heerd a tremendous
clatter behind me. Turnin' about, 1
seed Ben q comm over the pitch of the
hill on his big black hoss. like wild
Comanehe. He was ridin' with loose
reins, leanin' away for ard. and diggin'
his big spurs into his horse like he'd
rip his insides out.
'tHe pas ed by with his ha'r and
coqt-tails sailin' back in the wind and
never turnin' his head to right nor left.
I thought l seed murder in his eye. 1
tell you. a million thoughts ran through
| my brain in a second. All the stories
/ ever heerd about jealous husbands
and insane husbands went through my
| head in a lump, an / do bel eve If I'd
had my gun in my hand, I'd have taken
Q wing shot at him on suspicion
81 seed Nell look back once, and
then lay the whip to Kitty hott'n ever.
Ben was goin' like the wind. knowed
Nell was headed for her fathers S, and 1
seed plain as day that Ben would get
her fore she was safe landed.
.'At last he was upon her. 1t was
then neck and neck for a time, with Ben
reachin' out for Kitty's bridle.s At last
he got it. and the two horses gradually
slowed up till they finally stopped.
mounted nv gate post all of tremb'e
expectin to see somethin' dreadful
happen
/ /" Thes stopped in the road talkin'
nigh onto half an hour; then / seed
Rem lean over and Nell lean over, till
/ TWO IleatS Game lO36IQ6r.
What the mischief says I.
skissin' instead OF killin' Well, that
sort of fracas gets mer
g fter the head bumpin'. the pair
turned about and came slowly joggin'
| along back. .s4
| LAS the passed me, / called out to
Ben to know what in the livin' jingo ii
all meant. Ben began to stammer
1 L Is
out through his big beard. when Nell
sings out to me, Only race for a
kissi' and givin' Kitty cut that made
her bound ten feet, she called out TO
Benz Come on A race to the top oi
the hill for anotherr and away they
both went
"That was five,ye ago. and never
knowed the true meanin of that wild,
harum-scarum ride till about three
months ago, when the story bout the
| co ic medicine leaked out among the
wimmen folks. For a good while aftel
the ride, howsumever, / remember one
of the peighbor men wonderin' whai
had come over Ben that he had shut
down on his gin all of sudden, and
wouldn't so much as take a glass o
Oregon cider. q ae
s.To this day, no doubt, Ben thinks
he had desperate chase after Nell
and narrer escape of her gettin' intt
the home len lone with her big brother
her father. and his mother-in-law; anS
I've never said word to him 'bou
howshe fooled long under the brow o
: the hill - girgiasia (Nec.) Chronicle
Il Charley B: Do we need a correspond
ent at Des Moinesp No, Charley, W,
! do not. Des Moines is the only plac'
; where we do not need correspondent
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