Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1888-04-14

".your master Is a horse doctorT said
1.-THE well bred English looking driver
actually turned his head and looked at NE.
In an instant ne had recovered himself and
answered me.
No, miss, he amt
s'His tone was so aggrieved that I was
sorry | had wounded his feelings and has
tened to make amends / know how sensi-
| tive servants are to any apparent oisrespect
TO their master, and although the master in
| this case was but livery ste bic keeper, who
was known as doctor. didn't want to lower
his dignity in the eyes OF his servant, so
said:
Veterinary surgeon, believe horse doc
tors are called; it is the same thing
''He made no reply, though he still looked
aegrievei. and we whirled along m silence.
I'VE met various people whom | knew.
They stared slightly as they bowed to me.
and even smiled more than was necessary.
50 They think it is my own said 10 my
self, meaning the decidedly swell turnout
when we reached Mrs. Staniford's told
the driver to take the horse TO the stables
and De at the door in an hour. Let me pass
over the hour spent in discussing that fine
dramatic poem, spoiled by too much telling,
THE Ring and the Book" At the end Of
that hour my driver was waiting for me, and
we were soon whirling along again toward
the city. When | reached my whIlom home
| gave the man little ''tip, and told him
to come for me the next week at the same
hour, and TO tell the doctor, MS master, that
| wanted the same horse also. Then L went
into the house, and instead of going to my
room | went into the drawing room. | was
SO full Of ny enjoyable drive that l wanted
to talk about it a group OF the ladies in
the house were gathered around the open fire
and Joined them They had been talking
as entered, but as l drew near they ceased
speaking Mrs. Otis was one Of the group,
and seated next to her was big fellow who
stared at me more than I enjoyed. But
was too full of my drive TO resent it.
s. Such driver | exclaimed rapturously.
'''I should think So. said Mrs. Otis, with
peculiar infection.
~ am going TO have that horse and drive
every week. continued.
".Indeedn said Mrs Otis with the same
infection.
Yes | told the man to tell the doctor
that l wanted it regularly. Did you ever
hear of anything more absurds That man
was really hurt that should call his master
horse doctor-veterinary surgeon does
sound better, suppose.
~ should think sol murmured the big
fellow with broad smile.
Il can tell you was indignant at his i'm
pudence, but Mrs. Otis spoke before l had
chance to petrify this audacious fellow with
a glance.
"'Dr Mainwaring naturally would not be
looked upon as a horse doctor, or even a vet
Urinary surgeon by his servant she said
sweetly 1t is possible also that the servant
found it hard to understand how a lady could
speak disparagingly of his masters profess
sion when availing herself of his equipage'
"'His equipag4n echoed. 4 don't under
stand you, Mrs. Otis. Please make yourself
clear
But she did not have an opportunity The
strange young man rose and said with great
courtesy. though his mirthful face contra
dicted his grave words: i am Dr. Mainwar-
ing, and / am charmed if you are pleased
with my horse. l like his gait myself, and
am proud that an accident should have made
it possible for Miss Lowering to judge of it
sit all flashed over me then. l had taken
the wrong horse.
"'Do YOU mean to say that you didn't
really know that it wasn't your horse1 said
Mrs. Otis, little later, after everything had
been satisfactorily explained
"'Of course l didn'tr exclaimed, indig-
nantlv DC. you think l am in the habit of
stealing horsesP
az didn't know she replied 4 knew
YOU were in the habit of doing exceedingly
queer things.
g 4 don't call stealing horses queer things
said"
did you ever see Dr.. Mainwaring againr'
asked Laura.
Yes" said Kate.
Yes" said Jack, looking at her quizzi-
cally. ''She conuived many meeting after
that. know; was there"
But" said Berry, "his name was Main
waring"
so is mine; John Mainwaring Gray is my
whole NAME" Jack replied.
"Oh." we exclaimed in contented chorus.
glad to know that Hates adventure had
ended in a romance.
The big clock in the hall struck u 'tMid-
night" said Kate. "To bed, girlies, or your
roses will not bloom tomorrow. Good
night
Good night" we cried, trooping up the
wide, old fashioned staircase. Laura lin
gered a moment behind the rest: Berry had
some difficulty in lighting her bedroom can
die. When she came into the room we shared
together was looking out over the meadow
glittering with frost under the light of the
harvest moon.
I'm sorry the story ended that way" she
said emphatically, rubbing one OF her fair
hands vigorously and suspiciously with her
handkerchief There is altogether too much
nonsensical romance about, any way
SIS therey' | asked dreamily, turning away
from the sight of the fairy meadow bathed
in the pale splendor of the moon.-Louisville
Times