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

amt dwelt will evident. pleasure upon the
advantages and happiness which would find
in this marriage. She did not need to tell me
that Nine. de Noriolis was beautiful-one
could not help seeing that; and that she was
very rich-I knew that too. But she ex-
planned to me that NJ. de Noriol;s had been
sot; that he had managed to keep his wife
thoroughly miserable, and consequently it
would be very easy for second husband to
make himself really loved. Then, when she
had extolled at length the virtues, graces
and merits of Nine. de Noriolis, my
aunt, who was clever woman and knew
my weakness, would take typographical
chart from her desk and carefully spread it
upon the table 1t was the map of the dis
trict of Cbatel Cerault, map which was
very exact in all the details and which nv
aunt had bought herself at the war depot for
the sole purpose of convincing me that
ought to marry Nine. de Noriolis. The
chateaux Of Noriolis and Roche large, separ-
ated only by a distance of three kilometres,
figured on this map My aunt had malieiously
Joined the two estates together by little line
of red ink, and making me look at hel. little
red mark, would say: ''She has an estate of
1900 acres, and so have you. Join Roche
large and Noriolis, and ycu viii have some
thing worthy CT q great sportsnanr' I al
ways shut my ears, SO great was the tempta-
ton, and commenced my old refrain, 1T don't
wish to marryi" But I was afraid, really
afraid, that when met Nine. de Noriolis I
should always see her surrounded, as il by
halo, by my aunt's little red line, and l said
10 myself: "a charming woman, and good
and clever, and her first husband was sot,
and this and that, and her estate is 500
acres Make your escape wretched being,
make your escape, since You don't wish to
marry"
And I escaped but this time, by what
means could [ save myself? I was there
wretchedly on the ground, covered with dust,
with my hair in disorder, my clothes torn,
and my unfortunate leg perfectly stiff And
Nine de Noriolis approached graceful and
dainty-always surrounded by the halo Of
| red INLAND said to me:
''you, Monsieur de Ia Roche large, is it
| you: What are you doing there, mon Dieun
l told her honestly about my fall.
| "You at least are not wounded?'
'No, no l am not wounded. have some
thing tho matter with this leg, but am quite
sure it is nothing serious"
"And where is the horse that played You
the trickg'
This one here
And l showed Brutus to Anne. de Noriolis
--Brutus, who stood there near us eating
grass in the most peaceful way.
''Indeedl that is good horseI Oh he has
atoned for his fault, L assure you. will tell
you how, later First, you must go home,
and Immediately
''But can't take 4 step"
| EsRIIf- T will tal- Won avon at the risk OF
compromising you
''She called Bob, the little groom, and took
me by one arm gently, while Bob took me by
the other, and so they got me into her car
riage. Five minutes later we two were roll
ing in the direction of Roche-Targe-sh
driving, and looking at her, troubled, con-
fused, embarrassed, ridiculous.
Bob had been ordered to ride Brutus, Who
was going along very quietly.
"Do you hear:' said. Nine. de Noriolis;
''hold your leg out straight and l will drive
very carefully SO as not to hurt it" To be
brief, she said any number of nice little
things
Then, when she saw me comfortably in
stalled:
Tell me first, said she, Chow you hap
nened to be thrown, and then I will tell you
how happened to come TO your aid II
seems to me as if the story Of that horse must
be very funny"
commenced my story, but when I told
how BIutus tried 10 throw me after the two
gun-shots she cried, II understand L under
stand; you have brought the trumpet horsep
''The trumpet holser'
''Why, certainly, that's the one, so every
thing is explained. You have seen at ieas
twenty times at the Cirque de PImperatrict
, the act of the trumpet horse, the african
hunter, who enters the ring on gray horse
that the Arabs come and shoot at tn
African hunter. He is wounded, the African
hunter, and falls; and as you did not fall, thu
horse was indignant at your neglecting TIL
part of your role, so he threw you, and afte
} you were on the ground what did he dor
told her how Brutus had tried to bur,
| me.
$ 20 The trumpet horse, always the trumpe
' horse! He saw that his master was Wounds
the Arabs could come back and kill him
: What did he do then, the horse? He burie
: the African hunter Then he started off O.
D agallop. Is it not so:n
Certainly. on a fast gallop."
''And carried OF the flag of his master 5
r it won't fall into the hands OF the Arabs"
: ''He carried off my hat.
5 Gle took what he could find. And wher
5 did he go on a gallop, the trumpet horsei
@ "Ah! 1 know, I know" cried 1; ''he wen
t 10 find the viyandiere!"
''Precissly! He went to find the viva1
}, dice; to-day, if you plesse, it was I, Confess
/ de Noriols. Your large, gray horse entere
n my court yard at a gallop. was on tt
It steps, putting on my gloves, and just read
:, to get into my phabon. There were Il
d stable1nen running about on seeing tn
/! horse arrive saddled and bridled, but will
+ out Il rider, and with hat in his noutl
It They tried to catch him, but he escape
n them, came straight up to the steps, and fe
n on his knees in front of me. The men a
d preached and tried to catch him, but he g
a up and started off, but stopped near Il
Is railing of the court, and, turning aroun
J. looked at me. He called me.
assure you that he called me. cried
, the men to leave the horse alone, and, jun
= ing into my pheton, started; the horse wei
= ahead into the woods, and l followed hir
y y I arrived and found you!"
= At the moment when Nine. de Noriolis sa
IL these last words the back part of the ca
:, rage received violent shock; then we pc
W ceiyed the head of Brutus above US in Il
:. air, and it seemed to stay there as If by
:, miracle. 1t was Brutus again. Mounted