The Magnolia gazette. [volume] (Magnolia, Miss.) 1872-current, 1886-03-19

calm voice, Milicent's own, saying:
sDidn't the Comet do that cleverlyp"
Slowly the cloud passed from my eyes,
and there before ME sat Milicent on the
Comet as quietly and as much at her ease
as though nothing had disturbed her,
though the pony shook and trembled
in every limb. AS she afterward de-
scribed the scene: 81 gave the Comet
plenty of rein while we were in the air,
that he might see what he had to do,
sat well back, and the moment he
landed got his head up; the clever little
pet did the rest himself"
Not then, however, did hear this
tale. In second was off my horse,
snatched Milicent from her saddle, and
all the feeling so long repressed poured
forth like flood There beneath the
cloudy heavens told her how / had
loved her from the first moment that
/ saw her, and pleaded for word, a
sign, look, even, of encouragement.
Nor did plead wholly in vain. In her
| own pretty way, amid smiles and blush
es, Milicent gave me the pledge Isought,
and promised some day to be mine.
How long it was before distant growl
of thunder recalled us to earth / never
knew, but at length Milicent pushed me
gently away and turned to look at the
Comet, who all this time had stood
like lamb. 1t was wonderful, but
beyond few slight scratches, the pony
had sustained no injury, though so near
had he been to turning over that the
deepest scrape was on his forehead. Only
Milicent's GOODNESS and the pony's agil-
i L. i L lo,, 1xy J. l..
lieved, but before we had reached Man.
hattanville the irrepressible mustang
was as lively as ever, and apparently
more determined to allow me no chance
with Milicent. He ran for mile down
st. Nicholas avenue, rushed round the
corner at One Hundred and Twenty-fiftl
street, and before Milicent could pull
him in had reached the park, and was
tearing down the East drive. Misguided
pony! he did not know this was his las
day of triumph. Before many days hat
passed Mr.. Dickel was persuaded to ac
cept him, together with considerabl,
honorarium, in exchange for good
looking black thoroughbred of unexcep
tionab1e manners, which still carrie
Mrs. Vanderheyden when it pleases he
. to display the prettiest figure and mos
graceful seat in New York in the park
as of old.
Here, kind readers, ends the tale o.
Milly's mustang, properly, in the old
fashioned style, with wedding. TX
those, however, who have any curicsit,
, as to his after-fate, would say that, a
far as I know, he still lives at Dickel's
After brief period, during which h
, was on sale, and was very successful il
teaching several young men what the.
did not know about riding he becapae tn
property of my friend Schuyler Val
| Wart. Schuyler does not care hov
J many traps.h .he smashes in the course o
| season; neither does the Comet; s.
they are well matched.
Milicent, who has just come il, say
I am very ungrateful, and that il it ha
not been for the Comets freak woul
: never have had the courage to propos
J to her, in fact, 1t aUas the mustang did Il
! Two years of married life have con
! vinced me that Mrs. Vanderheyden
seldom wrong. If, therefore, the cas-
stands thus, / can only confess my el
ror, take back all the abuse / hav
heaped upon the Comet, and acknow
} edge that owe the happiness of m
life, the light of my home, to-''Milly
Mustang. .n-Ha2per's Bazar.