St. Landry democrat., 1884-03-01

nose, AMI a huge umbrella shouldered
after the manner Tom carried his cane.
ID, said the indignant Sir PercivaI,
$50 home to the nursery"
''When's it going to be lime to fight
and die?" persisted Jehoshaphat, walk
ing on.
| Jehoshaphat," said Tom, sternly,
81 should like to give you a good shak-
ing
| If rather think you are" said Je-
hoshaphat, struggling to free himself
from his brothers hold 81 thought
big boys never pitched into little ones. %
Tom let go his unknightly grasp,
and walked on. He would not waste
another breath on that child-not he.
Jehoshaphat put his spectacles into
plsce, smoothed the folds of his UNI
brella, and trudged along comieal
shadow of Sir PercivaI. Presently they
met an old woman with basket of po-
tatoes. She was very old woman.
and she walked with a lettering step on
the ice. just as they got up to her,
she slipped and fell. dropping her
basket and scattering her potatoes far
and wide.
''Oh! my lands! Oh! mercy mel" she
began to cry. ''They're all there is for
dinner; and did nigh about break
every bone in my body"
Tom stepped over her with his hands
in his pockets.
"Hillo!' said Jehoshaphat, there'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 maiden-a
fair maiden, it might be--prostrate on
the snow. alone and helpless. She had
fallen; she might be hurt He hurried
up to her as fast as his feet could carry
him.
81 am at your SERVICE he began,
with profound bow. But he stopped
short in the middle of his sentence, for
it was nothing but q little girl putting
on her skates. Moreover, she was 9
very homely little girl, with red hair and
freckled face Neither was she very
polite little girl, for she said:
Il don't want you. What are you
here for2"
ooh! II thought" stammered Cir
Perc:val. 81 really
The freckled face grew as 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 then-pm sorry
to say it, but she did it--she boxed Sir
PerciFal's ears.
The knight had scarcely recovered
from this adventure when he saw spir-
tied white horse galloping down the
road, with a young Iady-there could be
no mistake this time, she a0as beauti-
tul 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 Yalor;
besides, it was possible--it really was
that she should turn out to be an
1eiress. So he flung himself directly
nto the path of the frantic horse; he
waved his cap at him; he caught at his
1rldle, and with jerk stopped him
short. The creature reared and quiz
cred. The young lady screamed.
What are you about? Help! Rob-
1ers!
''Why-why. my fair lady began
Let go! What do you meanP You
tighten my horse. =
''Why, / was only
Take your hand off my bride, boy!
What do you insult lady in this way
or?n
"a boy! Insult a lady!'' Sir Per-
:iEal dropped the bride, aghast. 81
1 thought you were run away with.
meant to stop the horse, and save you.
Il advise you to look twice before you
fferyour assistance another time, = said
he young lady, haughtily. Whereupon
he touched her high mettled horse with
he tasseled point of her whip, and
wept by like a beautiful picture.
81 suppose she was one; wasn't she?
Jehoshaphat, looking after
er with his mouth open.
But Sir Percival did not choose to
i've the results of his meditations to the
ubllc. A casual observer might, how
yer, have remarked that he finished
is walk home without search for fur
Der adventure.
Susy was still stitching away on the
,earisome shirt when the boys came in.
here were traces of tears on her quiet
ice. Perhaps she would have liked a
Sate as well as other girls; but she did
OF say SO. She wiped her eyes, and
'oked up smiling. ''Well, Tom,'' she
lid. chow many fair damsels did Won