The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1890-01-17
and he let MS wife support her without
q word of interference.


jovial, because he had succeeded in buy
ing beautiful horse at low figure.
Indeed, he seemed much more like the
husband and father of year before.
Two days passed and Mr.. Brink grew
more in love with his new purchase,
and gave his family ample opportunity
to see its graceful motion, as he sent it
salloping or trotting in circle around
aim
The days were very busy now, and
Allie was left much to herself, as she
played in her little house or in the sand
around it. Mrs. Drinks fear about the
we'll had gradually grown less, until the
LANCER was almost forgotten.
One day, as the family was all busy
in the orchard little Alice came run
ming down to them, her little hands
raised in fright, and her eyes wide open
indeed.
''Toltie fall, poor toltie! tome help
5oltie, Mamma Blink" she cried, her
little lip quivering pitifully.
Levi" called his wife, ''Alice thinks
something is wrong with the horses.
Perhaps"
But Mr.. Brink had heard Allies
words and was already halfway to the
barn.
He found the barn-yard fence broken;
then he ran to the pasture where he
Kept his other horses, followed by the
two boys. But none of them did what
Mrs. Brink did-that was, to run to the
playhouse to see the thing as Allie had
seen it.
She found that the animal had
partially fallen into the old we'll.
Only board still held in place by a
huge stone at one side, kept the horse
from going in. There was but mo-
cally struggling, vainly trying to free
itself
Run, Allie, and get the large rope
in the barn. Quick, my dear, or the
colt will get hurt"
''Rope?" she questioned, and was off
like flash, while Mrs. Brink watched
for chance to get firm seat on the
horse's head, knowing that in no other
way could she hope to keep him still.
When the rope came she succeeded in
slipping a moose over both front feet,
still keeping her seat on its head. She
didn't know what to do, for the stone
seemed on the verge of sliding, and she
did not dare leave her seat to fasten the
hindmOst feet. lest the colt should make
double effort to rise and all her work
be lost.
To be more secure, Mrs. Brink had
Allie pass the other end of the rope
around a post of the fence about fif-
teen feet away, and to this she chung
tightly.
Nov, Allie, run and find Papa Brink,
quick! Away down where the 'hossie'
is you'll find him, and tell him to come
here"
Away she ran again, tumbling once in
awhile; but this did not hinder much,
for she was up and on like little sprite.
Mr.. Brink soon appeared and succeeded
in rescuing the colt.
Two or three days rolled by. during
which time Mr.. Brink was unusually
glum.
One day when Alice ran to show him
a new dress her Mamma Brink had
made her, he pushed her roughly aside,
and then, as the tears filled her pretty
eyes, he snatched her up and kissed her
again and again. Turning to his wife,
with guilty face, he said, in hurried
way:
''It's no use, Lucy. l must given in
this time, for can't hate her, try as l
may. You see, it's so strange to have
old Levi give in; thought l couldn't
But ever since-ever since"
''She saved your COLT" Mrs. Brink be-
gan.
''No, hush!'' he replied, with a guilty
flush. Il liked her we'll ever since she
first came, and it's been the hardest io5
TOTO"
make us think you didn't. But we
knew you did, she laughingly returned;
''for more than once I've played caves
dropper and have often heard you call
her Allie and"
''Well, can call her Allie now all
the time. Come here, Allie, and let me
see that newfangled dress-whew! but
she does look nice. A pride to the Brink
family, amt she?" he added, as the lit
tie sprite perched upon his knee.
''She's solid comfort, to say the least,
is our little Allie" replied his wife, low
ingly. - Bertha P. Eng1et, in Santa
Claus.