The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1889-03-07

dSieSaUte 10 dulnlalS II not TO her own
kind, and it was not long before the
horse was in her own pasture and the
lady was at home again.
But the trespass that she had been
obliged to make stirred her ire up
against Mr.. Gordon once more, and
she resolved 10 return HAT cat that
very morning, as she had long intend
ed to do.
Accordingly, she gave orders for the
carriage to be brought around after
breakfast, declaring that, as Amber
had proven so gentle, Rexa must drive,
and then, without saying anything to
any Que, she captured the cat and put
1t in bandbox, which she took charge
of herself.
The black behaved with rather more
than its accustomed spirit that morn
ing. and Rexa felt as if she had better
tend To her driving, when, just as they
were approaching bridge near Mr.
Gordon's house, the new horse began to
kick, and then made a Jump sideways,
which carried it entirely off the side of
the bridge. where it hung suspended
by the harness, being upheld there by
sure-footed, docile Snowflake.
oh! oh! or" cried Mrs Eighme,
clinging tightly to her bandbox. 1--WE
shall be killed-we shall be killed. and
all on account of this fri ghtfnI, one
eyed, threc-legged cat! Oh! oh!''
Matters did indeed look dubious, for
the black was kicking in a way that
was frightful TO sec, and Snowflake
was being drawn nearer to the edge of
the bridge,
GRANDMOTHER, get out of the car
a Crn- rff.Iv ,irI
distress.
Il won'tr' cried the frisky old lady.
81 do believe the cat is killed. Drat
the black horse! Drat the black horser'
Mr. Gordon and his grandson now
came running to the rescue, and the
latter began to cut the harness with a
knife in order that the kicking, ex-
cited animal might fall into the stream
below.
''Don't you cut that harness!-don't
you cut that harness! It's new one.
and it cost me $50! Don't cut it, sav!'
cried Mrs. Eighme.
BLESS me-bless me, ma'amn pa
officially cried Mr.. Gordon, '.you don't
want the horse TO hang there forever,
do yOuP"
AT this moment the black horse fell
into the wafer beneath, making a great
splash, but almost instantly gained its
feet and shook off theswater like a rat.
"There, nnw,' ejacrated Mrs.
Eighme, ''we are safe. And here is
that cal! l meant to throw it right
over your front gate, sir. Take your
cat!'
MY catr' cried Mr.. Gordon. 81
never saw the creature before"
''And you dare to say that, do YOU?
Why, I'll swear that l saw you put it
out of your wagon in front ofmv house,
II never did; and | never stole a
horse, either. Myvaluable racer. to be
driven off the bridge into that stony
creek! If find he is injured, I'll have
the law on you, ma am"
Mrs. Ei9Ime gasped and was silent.
''Is that Llmberheel?" asked Rexa,
addressing herself to Louis.
81 think it is" he replied with a
smile.
but how did it happen that he was
hitched up with Snowijakc?"
"By mistake, most likely. We found
Mrs. Eighme's Amber in our pasture
this morning"
While this explanation was being
made by Louis Gordon, the two older
people were SiarlnS at each otncf.
Mrs. Eighmc made no comments;
she had no more to say about the eat.
and ouly found voice to say, faiuLly:
Il don't steal, Mr.. Gordon"
''Um!' returned the old gentleman,
turning and going into tho house.
The assistance of Louis was really
necessary to the ladies at this crisis.
and owing to hiskindness another bar
ness was brought from Mr.. Gordon's
stables and Amber put into the place
Limberheel had filled with SO much
spirit.
He drove the ladies home, and Mrs.
Eighme again found voice to invite
him in, and to tender him her thanks
for his services.
Louis Gordon was not the young fell
low to hold malice. especially when 1t
separated him from the girl he loved,
and so the lovers were made happy
again.
But Mrs. Eighmc has never forgiven
Mr.. Gordon, and he always thinks of
her rs ''very disagreeable woman
very!'-Sdturtldy Night.