The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1884-10-03


been made fool of.
Late the next evening, Charley Reck-
less and his friend called at Mr.. Fox's
lodgings. When they were shown in
he at once noticed that their faces bore
very serious expression. He anxious
ly inquired as to its cause.
1.-THE fact is, Mr. Fox" said Charley,
in q solemn voice, ''the cholera has ap-
peared here"
"What!' exclaimed Mr.. Fox, turning
pale with alarm. ''You don't mean in
Dover?"
Eyes, I do" answered Charley.
''The authorities are trying to conceal
it to prevent panic; but they can't.
There have been nearly dozen deaths
already; and it's said there are over
hundred persons attacked. There's
terrible panic in the town. Every train
that leaves is simply crammed'
''My gracious!" exclaimed Mr. Fox,
in helpless tone. what shall l doP
l wonder whether I could catch train
tonight for LilybuIn?"
Don't try that" said Bold. every
risky business travelling in crowded
carriages. Possibly your next neighbor
has got infection. You should drive"
Eyes, yes, will drive. It's only
few miles. Could one of you get me a
cab while | pack up some things? |
thought had everything prepared; but
then did not expect SO sudden an out
break as this
Eyes, certainly" said Charley.
Harry, you run out and try to get a
cab. They'll hardly all be hired yet
I'll help Mr.. Fox to pack"
Bold started off at once; and Mr.. Fox
and Charley began to hastily pack a
portmanteau. They had just finished
| their work when Bold returned with a
stout hack and a closed fly, but without
any driver.
''All that's left" said he to Mr.. Fox.
''No driver-all bolted."
''No driver" exclaimed the old gen
tleman. "What on earth shall I doP'
Never mind,'' said Bold; "Charley
or | will drive you; in fact, We'll both
drive"
'Tm so much obliged to you, Mr..
Bold" answered Mr.. Fox, q little
doubtfully. 'But I couldn't think of
putting you to such trouble. I can
surely get some one; I'm ready to pay
anything"
''No use,' said Bold; mo one to be
had for money. It's no trouble to us"
"Not the least, my dear sir, inter-
posed Charley; mot the least, I assure
you. Just give me your portmanteau.
And before Mr.. Fox had time to pro-
test his portmanteau was thrown on the
top OF the cab, and he himself was
hustled inside. The young men then
jumped on the box and dashed the horse
into almost a gallop.
For few minutes Mr.. Fox was in
rclined to accept the situation without
objection, SO glad was he to get out of
Dover; but before long the pace be-
came so great that he felt bound to put
his head out of the window and remon-
strate with the drivers He might as
well have demonstrated with the wind
they never paid him the slightest atten-
ton. So after screaming himself hoarse
he had to set down again, exhausted
and scared. He expected every minute
the cab would go over, and he was sur
prised to find himself, at the end of
half an hour, still uninjured.
AS for Charley and Bold, they were
enjoying the joke immensely. It was
true, they had carried it little farther
than they intended. Instead of the
quiet drive they had decided upon Civ
ing old Mr.. Fox, it had turned out a
wild gallop. But in their excitement
they thought little of this. In fact, in
stead of wondering whether they had
not gone too far, they began to conid-
er whether they could not go little
farther. GLOW would it do to upset
the cabP" suggested Charley Before
he had well spoken Bold, who held the
reins, turned the horse into the ditch
by the roadside. and in second .the
cab went over, and Charley and Bold
were flung head-oVer-heels to the
ground.
Charley fell into the ditch, and was
not much hurt. He Immediately sprang
to lis feet and caught the horse, which,
not having fallen, and being frightened
by the shock, was plunging about in a
dangerous manner. Then glance
round showed him his friend Bold
stretched insensible on the road, and
bleeding from q wound on the head.
The cab, with one shaft broken and all
the glass smashed, lay against the
hedge. What had happened to Mr..
Fox he could not say, but he was glad
to know, by the cries coming from the
inside of the cab, that at any rate, he
was alive. The serious state of affairs
brought Charley to his senses. He now
saw the folly of which he had been
guilty in its true light.
AS he was trying to calm the fright
ened horse in order to leave It's head to
assist Mr.. Fox and to see to Bold, a man
came running up.
Upset, sir?'' he inquired.
eyes; give us hand" answered
Charley, thankful for the unexpected
assistance "Help the gentleman out
of the cab"
"All right returned the stranger,
setting Immediately to work.
In q few minutes Mr.. Fox was on the
road. He was considerably shaken,
but not otherwise injured; and Charley
was delighted to see that he seemed to
have no idea that the upset was due to
anything but pure accident. Bold was
next attended to. He was suffering
from q cut on the forehead, which,
though severe, was, as Charley's sur
gical knowledge enabled him to see, not
dangerous. He was soon restored to
consciousness, and then was able to
stand without support.
But the upset put them all into a
difficulty. They were still seven or
eight miles from Lilyburn, the cab
shaft was broken, it was too late to
look for another conveyance, and Bold
was too much injured to walk far.
Under these circumstances, things might
have turned out very awkwardly if the
man who came to their help had not.
with rustic generosity, offered to give
them the shelter of his roof for the
night. This they all at last decided to
accept and the stranger conducted
them to his house.
1t was neat little farm homestead,
at no considerable distance from the
scene of their mishap. at pretty little
place called Whitfield. Bold at once
went to bed and Charley remained