Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1885-12-22
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JIMMY AND TIE DUKE.


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did Jimmy that day. What IL everybody
else was riding on the beach-guess he'd bad
a clam bake of his own that morning. and
could give the best OF 'em pointers on the
management Of sail boat any day. As for
driving bah hadn't he two good legs OF
his own, aud-"whew wi IL that isn't turn
out, nowr and jimmy stopped stock-still 70
gaza
A second look told the whole story. SITS
the duken he exclaimed, in that tone OF awe
which every sovereign citizen OF America
uses when speaking Of rank. II heard he'd
come to the beach. and that's him, sure as
fate Well IL that amt clipperp
Two coalblack horses in glttering harness
danced before the natty road-cart, and were
deftly driven by q rather bored-looking,
blonde whiskered young man in a cool.
baggy coat and straw hat. while upon the
slightly raised seat in the rear was a most
imposing elderly parsonage, in spick and
span suit OF dark blue with gilt buttons
topped by tall, roseted hat Jimmy gave
but one glanco at the former then turned to
the other with wide, curious eyes.
ats the duke, sure" he muttered. my!
amt he swsll, thought Looks as IL he'd
growed round q ramroad, he's so stiff
Well. b'lieve I'm glad l amt one-hel
therell be q bust-up, sure" and Jimmy was
Off like q shot
A "buSt-up" indeed, for the gay horses
SHE'D flercely OF the sudden tapping OF q
sail spread out to dry, dashing the of wheel
against a rock, and canting the light cart
over 30 far as to tip Jimmy's duke to the
ground. He came down rather heavily
upon the clean sand, his gorgeous hat roll
ing to meet an incoming breaker, but the
driver seemed too much occupied with his
plunging horses TO pay any attention to his
aristocratic master.
A little surprised at his GOODNESS and I'M
concern, Jimmy ran for the hat. and re-
turned it with his best bow, the duke"
mean while brushing of the sand and NUT
tering between his teeth:
%Deuced hunluckyl Spoft my trousers
I'll wager Oh, thanks, boy; is it 'urt hanyr
referring to the hapless tile.
"No, sir, Mr.. Duke, not at all, stammered
Jimmy, rather at a loss for the proper form
ulu to use. "was your majesty hurtl"
The duke frowned, and muttering, Quit
your chaff. nowP turned away leaving
Jimmy to feel decidedly repulsed.
The horses were Quoted by this time,
however, and their driver turned TO ask,
coolly:
@Hurt much, Millardr Jimmy thought
he said "my lo.d"J "rm afraid this wheels
disabled-what do you thinkP gazing leis-
urely downward
"Pretty cooll' thought Jimmy, s'posed
these furrin' servants was better trainei; he
acts and talks every bit as keerless as pas
hired man-didn't even jump out TO help
the duke up, swami ~Ssy, Mr.. Coachy"
he suggested here. "my pas got a black
smith shop just on a ways-pr'aps the duke
would like TO go there and get that wheel
mended; it's the only place anywhere within
q mile, and"
He stopped, for there was a queer ex-
preston on Coachy's face, which rather
staggered him-a blank stare, succeeded by
a sudden, brilliant, amused light in the
handsome eyes, which was almost more
than smile.
"Thank you, my boy" he responded,
pleasantly, that's q good suggestion; if
walk the horses ! think we can keep the
wheel on till we get there. Jump up here
and point out the way will your
Nothing loath, Jimmy started forward
with look toward the "1uken for approba.
ton, but that high and mighty parsonage
had resumed his place and position, SEEM
ingly so oblivious Of everything that the
boy thought:
"S'pose they never trouble him with small
matters, but just fix i'm up and send in the
bill" and quickly mounted beside his ne W
friend.
They rode in silence awhile, then drawing
little closer, Jimmy whispered. conflenti-
ally.
"If 'twant for the duke. now could let
you into no end of fun. It'll take pas man
all the afternoon to mend that wheel, and
there's goin' to be big weddin' clost to our
house-it's my cousin Vines (Malviny you
nj hafs ii - ka
country, too. You see il abe ain't! Wouldn't
you like to go"
Again that brilliant look
ITO be sure would, and wilI' decidedly.
"Are they going to dancer
"Bet yer lfel There's two fiddlers and a
Gordon man a-comin, and it's goin' to be
in Vines pas new barn. Won't that DO
jollyT"
DECIDEDLY jolly" laughed Coachy.
"But whatll you do with the dukeP pur-
sued Jimmy, edging closer and dropping his
voice TO a whisper. We could hx him up
sort o. throne with graudpa's chair and the
buffalo robe, and let him look on, s'pose
II he would-but you see, 'twould spoil all
the fun-they'd be so scarf Of him that they
wouldn't half dance, nor kiss the girls-nor
nothin'-don't you seer
YES" said Coachy, laughing outright,
but quickly checking himself. "Yes, see
it is a dilemma" "Say" with another
hitch, couldn't you get the old duffer back
10 the hotel. somehow, and you stay with
usi These swells most alters can ride horse
back-now, we've got an old army saddle
be could put on one o. them hosseS You
seem sort Of favorite with him. Can't
you manages"
swell, I'll try" said Coachy. thought
fully, in spite OF the broad smile on his lips
"a smile Of satisfaction at the approach
ing pleasure, Jimmy felt sure-"Pll suggest
it. at least; he's generally quite tractable"
"DoP said the boy, there's our shop, sect
the red one with the paint most of, and
that's our house down in the hollow. Vine
Lives up on that hill-see the barni Amt ii
awhopperl Best barn in the county every
body says"
Coacby smilingly agreed with this mod
est opinion, and, bring his horses TO sud
den stop. sprang lightly to the ground, the
@duke" descending with much CELEBRITY, and
stepping along towards their heads.
my boy" said Coachy quickly, "hold
the horses, please. i wish TO speak with
the duke" adding the last words in a lower
tone, and with a sudden smile.
The two men stepped aside, and Jimmy
saw that Coachy seemed TO be giving his
highness some very good advice for the
latter nodded acquiescence, touching his hat
in his stately. highbred manner ana walk.
ing briskly away.
ave fixed him." said COachy turning