The morning call., 1890-10-18

in an easy leap, the rider changed his posi-
ton to her back, checked her furious spe &c
attempting to quiet her, and at last deai
heavy blows with his Whlp, leaving crimson
ridges on the silky hide. ;,
A visible tremor shook the forms OF the
ring master, clown and attendants. 1neS
knew she would never endure the lash, and
her laid-down ears told plainly that all the
lurking devil of her mature had been aroused.
The fearless rider saw their doubts "a g
understood their feelings, but only smileu !,
and, after riding at the most reckless speeu
for time thrilling the heart OF every locker
on, he succeeded in reducing the mare 10
something of quiet, and began making prep
arations for the final grand effort
This was one never before attempted by
any man in any ring reversing ms steeos
SO that they would run in counter directions
at the same time. he first proposed to leap
from one to the other while at flying speed,
and at last, in the GROWING effort, to the
high leap and turn s0mersault.
The profession understood 1T far better
than the audience; but even they compre-
hended enough to sit with bated breath,
many shuddering, with turned-away faces
all as if hanging by single hair over s0mo
wild terror
The most reckless featS of rope or trapeze
were tame when compared to II. with them
there was, at least, a shadow of certainty
with him, nothingi One horse was flying
from beneath his feet while he was in the
act of leaping to the other, and that other
bounding away even While he was attempt
ing TO gain footing!
Under the most ordinary circumstances
the attempt to perform such an act was
very nearly allied to madness. with the
horses running steadily, and truly was
hazardous in the extreme. But with one OF
them now hating, now dash'ng ahead and
eTratic in her course, fOOihardy was mild
term for it, and lunatic was freely coupled
with that Of him who thus set at defiance
all regard for safety.
neri' muttered the clown under his breath.
Never saw such a fool in all my life ;
would say he was crazy drunk if l didn
know he never drank. BY all that is lovely
he has made the leap in safety"
The latter part of his words, nj least, were
true The Apollo of the arena had leaped
from the back of the white steed, and was
standing firm and kissing his finger tips TO
the audience, who were wild with applause.
Once again he repeated the daring act,
then paused TO breathe himself and his
painting steeds, and Jane Randolph (wh0
had been among the most interested i OF Tue
spectators whispered to her fair cousin lla-
bella: what think you now OF my hero p
lie is hero, indeed; but / sincerely
wish he would give over such acts! 1t fairly
makes the blood curdle within my hearlW
Hush! he is starting again! and the
ldDuS OIL bnp COuSllS NGlc CidSptu
pressed together III the intensity OF their
GREATNESS excitement.
The white mare whiried like wind
driven snowflake to the right; tho black
horse as tempeSt-swept thunder cloud 10
the left; the rider braeed himself Tor the
effort, looked gayly around, bowed, threw a
SOmerSault. The mare sprung aside as his
feet touched her. and he fell heavily to the
ground, and with his head doubled under
him.
'He has broken his neck!" vociferatpd
the clown, giving way to his feelings regard
less Of all plopriety.
Amid the crush of eager men and fainting
women the unfortunate man was lifted
up-a mere bruised, GREATNESS, llfele>s
lump Of clay.
Garry him to my house." said COM
handing voice, and the words OF so we'll
known and respected man as DR.. Randolph
were not to be disputed
For a long time he with others who prof
fered their services worked to save the
feet NJ life, and IN the end was successful
Then tie physician passed INTO another
room, where his daughter and her cousin
were seated. and. in answer to eager ques-
tiOning, said Jane, the ciTcus-rlder VIII
live. His fall was a terrible one, but he
was simply stunned. In few days lie will
be able TO be about again"
Aud resume his matChlcss performance,
fath-r?"
" That he will never do, my chiid''
"Why, father?"
Because he is my son and your brother"
And he went on and explained Of his hay ng
been stolen when very young-trainrd by the
wretch of a woman he had called mother for
her own ends-thaU she had died suddenly
and
My brother?' gasped Jane, interrupting
him. Now L know why he possessed So
strong and powerful an attraction for me. l
must 60 and see him."
In good time, my child
That good time soon came. The ''Apollo
of the arena" disappeared from public life,
ana the majority fancird he had been IN
stantiy killed but Jane and her cousin
knew this was not tie case, and the former
was not surprised when, a year later, the
latter whispered to her of love that had
grown into her young life.
"So.you have found your hero, ISabella?"
YES" with a rosy blush.
And an Apollo of the arena?
Yes. but the arena is ciTcumscribed-
only my very heart o. heartsp'