Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-02-21

another breath on that chiid-not he
.Jebashaphat put his spectasies into
/ Mace. smoothed the folds OF his UNI
brella. and trudged along a comlcal
shadow of Sir Percival Presently they
met an old woman with basket OF po-
tatoes. She was very old woman.
and. she walked with tottering step on
the ice. just as they got up to her.
She. slipped and fell, dropping her
basket. and scattering her potatoes lar
and wide.
..Oh. NV lands! Oh! mercy mef' she
hogan to cry. ..They re all there is for
dinner; and I did nigh abou. break
every bone in my body"
Tom stepped over her with his hands
in his pockets.
s.Hillor' said Jehoshaphat, .'here'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 DE-
hoshaphat helped the old woman up;
picked up the potatoes for her, and
then ran after his brother. AIte
awhile they came to the top OF q Ill.,
which sloped down to he pond: BUD,
denly Tom struck an attitude. ana
started to run. He saw m2.sen-a
fair maiden. it might be.-prostrate on
the snow. alone and helpless. She had
fallen; she might be burt. He hurried
ND to her as fast as his feet could carry
him.
II 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 little girl putting
on her skates. Moreover, she was
very homely little girl, with red hair and
a freckled face. Neither was she very
polite little girl. for she said:
: II don't want you. What are you
here for?"
ooh! II thought" stammered Sir
Perc:val. Il really"
The freckled face grew as red as the
red hair, and the girl stood IN. 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
l won't stand it." And then-I'm sorry
to say it, but she did it--she boxed Sir
Percival's ears. h.
The knight had scarcely recovered
from this adventure when he saw a spir-
tied white horse galloping down the
road, with a young lady-there could be
no mistake this time, she a0as a 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 jerk stopped him
short. The creature reared and quiv-
cred: The young lady screamed.
=; .'What are you about? Help! Rob
''Why-why. my fair lady began
Let go! What do you mean? You
frighten my horse" "f1
.'Why, was only" 81.
''Take your hand off my bride, boy!
What do you insult lady in this way
for?'
"a boy! Insult LADY," Sir Per-
cival dropped the bride, aghast. II
i thought you were run away with.
/ 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. haughtily. Whereupon
she touched her high mettled horse with
the tasseled point of her whip, and
swept by like Il beautiful picture.
Il suppose she was one; wasn't shep
remarked Jehoshaphat, looking after
her with his mouth open.
But Sir Percival did not choose to
give the results of his meditations to the
public. A casual observer might, how
ever, have remarked that he finished
his walk home without search for fur
Their adventure.
Susy was still stitching away on the
wearisome shirt when the boys came in.
There were traces of tears on her quiet
face. Perhaps she would have liked a
skate as well as other girls; but she did
not say so. She wiped her eyes, and
looked up smiling. ''Well, Tom,' she
said, ''how many fair damsels did you
rescUe?'
Tom maintained dignified silence.
A great General never sounds his own
praise, you know.
''Suen' said Jehoshaphat.
''Jehoshaphatn said Susy.
.'When I'm a big boy, and wear q
little, short tailed coat and vest, and
carry fathers cane, I'm going to be q
knight, too. I'll take you skating.''
Tom began to whistle.
Jehoshaphat climbed upon chair, and
brought himself about on level with
his sisters 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?'' IT,,
"Ain't you about as good as if you
had freckles. and rode horseback
d., said Sir Percival, II shall have
Stuart Phelps