The Portland daily press., 1886-01-04

trembling from head to foot. But she feared
to attempt the guantlet, and at last we haa
her so closely confined that capture seemed
certain.
"Iet Mr. White try her, said NJ. Cool
broth. "He knows his boss, an can ketch
| her better'n we can.
"Ain't yer goin' ter ketch any O. the oth-
ers first?" asked his son.
"No. we o;,,t!', Mr. Coolbroth answered,
very deciseively. 'sYou can go ahead, MI.
White
thought again of what had been SAD
about getting kicked, but my pride would
not permit me to finch.
.Come, Fanny, don't be foolish / SAID, IN
my most persuasive tones. Then adoeo'
authoriatively, 'Whoa, there, Fanny
But she would not be quieted. On Inc con-
trary, she became even more exclteo Ihah
before. She reared, snorted, and made seV-
eral abortive attempts to leap the renee.
Suddenly she wheeled and charged hercely
upon Mr.. Coolbroth. The other horses tol-
lowed Mr.. Coolbroth extended his arms,
and waved them in the air for about one
second then he very discreetly ran out Oh
the way. And then the horses galloped mad
Iy over the pasture and Iejoined their com-
panions.
aThere! what did I tell you?" demanded
young Mr. Coolbroth, triumphantly.
"What did yer stan there, gapin' for, when
yer see the hosses runnin'? Why didn't yer
try to stop emp" his father asked with in
dignation
cts all mere foolishness tryin' ter sepa-
rate hosses in pahscher," was the reply
'sThem hosses were crazy ter git back ter the
others. If yer git EN- all up in corner,
yer'll stan some chance"
Mr.. Coolbroth perhaps felt himself in mo-
mentary disgrace At all events he had no
answer ready, and his son continued:
Come out an help drive 'em up. Come
on, Mr.. White"
We once more approached the horses, and,
having got behind them drove them all into
corner. Fully half an hour was expended
in the process which was not brought to
close without difficulty, nor witheut con-
slant war of words between Mr.. Coolbroth
and his son.
'Now, who's goin' in among them hossesTs
asked the former as we stood before them In
momentary undecision.
Il told yer that Twas, replied the young
man.
Charles Coolbroth you come in out O.
that pahscher!" at this juncture called out
woman, presumably Mrs. Coolbroth, from
the back door of the house. The command
was delivered with energy, but neither OF my
companions paid any attention to it; nor did
Mrs Coolbroth, if she it was, seem to be at
all surprised thereat. She said nothing
further, and overlooked our subsequent pro
ceedings with an interest that was apparent
ly languid.
Young Mr.. Coolbroth advanced, and began
to make his way among the horses who were
comparatively quiet, though by no means en-
tirely undisturbed. Suddenly, as before,
Fanny made dash for liberty in the direction
of Mr. Coolbroth But this time her assault
was not so determined, and she was driven
back. This episode created confusion in the
drove, however The animals began to
crowd and kick each other, and, all at once,
the entire lot, led by Fanny and the Buxton
mare, stampeded along one of the fences that
formed the corner, directly toward myself.
They were only about twenty yards away
when they started, but before they could COW
cI blllS oilOll QlobdnCS3 bliOhShu VI q eoAS"p
many things. thought, remorsefuliy, of my
last little disagreement with Mrs. White;
speculated upon the probability of her marry
ing second time; l congratulated myself
that had made complete change Of under
clothing that morning; | admired the terrible
beauty of the scene; / wondered why cavalry
was not more generally employed in modern
warfare. In fact my reflections took very
wide range. Fortunately for myself, the in
stinct of self preservation caused me to act
also with rapidity, and | scrambled to the
top of the fence, just in season to be knocked
over to the other side as the horses dashed
past.
picked myself up, expecting to find young
Mr. Coolbroth corpse. He appeared, how
ever, quite uninjured. His father was
blackguarding him for frightening the
horses. He replied to the attack with spirit,
and after the forcible and somewhat length
ened colloquy which followed, proposed that
we should make another attempt to capture
Fanny.
But made haste to excuse myself. | said
that felt altogether incompetent to assis
them and that my business would not per-
NIT me to remain any longer absent from the
city, | should prefer to leave Fanny to be
captured at their leisure and at my expense.
Mr. Coolbroth favored this plan. He add
ed, however, that it might be necessary to
lassoo the mare, and that he guessed he
would get John Marshall Loveitt, who knew
all about horse, to come over and do the
job.
week passed away before / heard again
H. l..
by calling at my Office in person.
''The mares cot an up ter the STABLE he
announced, without any preliminary re-
marks
81 am very glad to know it, replied.
How does she appear?"
Splendid! She'll go as sounds ever she
did-jest as i told yer"
My recollection told me that his prophecy
had been of a different character, but | was
willing to waive the point. 1 expressed my
qualification that Fanny was herself again,
and then / asked the amount of Mr. Love-
tits bill.
"Loveit?" demanded Mr.. Coolbroth. ''He
didn't have nothin' ter do with it, Don't
know but damned little about hoss, any
way. George Henry cot the mare, an you
can give him what yer like. He's smart
boy, Mr. White. They amt but few't un-
derstan's hoss as well as he doos.'