The Brookhaven leader., 1884-02-28
"Hillor' said Jehoshaphat, "herc's


one!" .---.
But Tom paid no attention. He was
Just then thinking of the brave Lord
Somebody who rescued the beautiful
Lady Somebody-else from robbers. Je-
hoshaphat helped the old woman up.
picked up the potatoes for her, and
then ran after his brother. After
awhile they came to the top of hill,
which sloped down to he pond. Sud
denly Tom struck an attitude, and
started to run. He saw a maiden-a
fair maiden, il might be.-prostrate on
the snow. alone and helpless. She had
fallen; she might be hurt. He hurried
up to her rs fast as his feet could carry
him.
81 am at Your service" he began,
with a profound bow. But he stopped
short in the middle of his sentence. for
it was nothing but a little girl putting
on her skates. Moreover, she was u
very homely little girl, with red hair and
| a freckled face. Neither was she very
polite little girl, for she said:
Il don't want you. What are you
here for?"
ooh! II thought stammered Sir
Perc:val. IL really"
The freckled face grew rs red as the
red hair, and the girl stood up. very an
CRY. "If you just came to make fun of
me, cause I'm homely and the boys
won't skate with me. I'll let you know
won't stand it." And thcn-Fm sorry
to say it, but she did it--she boxed Sir
| Percivals ears.
The knight had scarcely recovered
from this adventure when he saw a spir-
tied white horse galloping down the
road, with young lady-there could be
no mistake this time, she tOaS beauti-
| full young lady-clinging to the saddle.
Now was the time. He would stop the
fiery steed; he would save the fair rider
from death. She would blush and cry;
she would introduce him to her father;
/ the whole town would hear of his valor;
! besides, it was possible--it really was
that she should turn out to be an
heiress. SO he flung himself directly
into the path of the frantic horse; he
waved his cap at him; he caught at his
bride, and with a jerk stopped him
! short. The creature reared and quiv-
cred. The young lady screamed.
What are you about? Help! Rob
! bers!"
"Why-why, my fair lady" began
Tom.
Let go! What do you mean? You
brighten my horse"
'Why, | was only"
"Take your hand off my bride, boy!
What do you insult u lady in this way
for?'
"a boy! Insult lady" Sir Per-
cival dropped the bride, aghast. 81
I thought you were run away with.
l meant to stop the horse, and save you. "
Il advise you to look twice before you
offer your assistance another time, said
the young lady. haughtiy. Whereupon
she touched her high mettled horse with
the tasseled point of her whip, and
swept by like beautiful picture.
81 suppose she was one; wasn't she?
remarked Jehoshaphat, looking after
her with his mouth open.
But Sir Pcrcival did not choose to
give the results of his meditatons to the
public. A casual observer might, how
ever have remarked that he finished
his walk home without search for fur
ther adventure.
Susy was still stitching away on the
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There were traces of tears on her quiet
face. Perhaps she would have liked a
skate rs we'll as other girls but she did
not say so. She wipe her eyes, and
looked up smiling. "Well, Tom" she
said, chow many fair damsels did You
rcScue?'
Tom maintained di@nified silence.
A great General never sounds his own
praise, you know.
''Sucr' said Jchoshaphat.
"Jehoshaphat.n said Susy.
"Whcn I'm a big boy, and wear q
little, short tailed coat and vest, and
carry fathers cane, I'm going to be a
knight, too. I'll take you skating"
Tom began TO whistle.
Jchoshaphat climbed upon chair. and
brought himself about on level with
his sister forehead. Then he eyed her,
from her pretty, soft hair and timid
face down to her patient hands that still
kept stitch stitching on Toms shirt
II say, Sue"
"Well?"
"Ain't you about as good as if you
had freckles, and rode horseback"
o." said Sir Percival, Il shut have
to send YOU to the nursery" -E}i:Gbeth
Stuart Phelps.