Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1890-12-16

proceedings
"Mind. papai don't forget the nAnnsl
for old Nanny Watts, and be surv 20
ssnd the pickles 20 Dow-r: and have
the prrsents on the Christmas trce. lust
a. II was at home-that's dear papa
And. oh. b. SURE that Liza dos the tur-
key 20 turn for dinner tomorrow
That was 90 have been your dinner
the old gentleman said. turning 90 ma
THAT pleasure I must defer 90 pleAss
this small puss with her wilma
The mayor seemed 90 me great dis
tance OF. IIis words came On me through
a sound In my ears like the hoom o. tho
.ea. for that cursed gray still at Ike .
circus horse. and the sorrrl pulled til his
mo-. almo-, touched the snow.
"And. Oh. papa cried Mis- Bct,ie with
Q timely little scream ~ r-collection.
snow don't fursrt the r,-i Wrapper for old
Paticnce-ihats a DEAR
"Givc that gray devil the WHIP
Jone. grDwloi o. me IN q savage whis-
per. rounded ~ with -oinsthihg very
like an oath You'll have al the FAT In
the hrr with such -- driving
Give him the whip
thonghi before Tom Jones ~ ths
Doomenngs bal guns crazy. Nov I
knew. Ike al maniaos. h. believed ne
a. siark. staring nal ~ b. va
"Ani. PAPA. dear. dat fur<st The
brandy T-aeh-- for Dr l4n.i-ry yyar
pr.-eui. rmsmh-r.- rah on that d-sr
yoio. Thsn u punctur~i thruagh h
my fear With The vuris. Nos d. 90 On.
tiea-s-
Wbe'h~f ihs siectnc yart that
thniisl thrunrh me- af that whispss
ran d0wu N rsins al ma.usfinsi m
gray. never Inv Slmsho~ - ~sr-
IN ~ f,.i N i.-l,sf faii - sns-. snd
that deftls team ruinx si . ~ili sfr.ss
that seut aruis Nxuny b. n mArys q
ny stery h.lns.
'-Sti.nfili Psrf-rti Bravof shoat
a Tom fruta ths b.rk s.at Your
stAri ss.a ticiarr. ani that run into
~ ann al iarting N T-sf tr-- doat
oluni. q. ~ t-hi hii them frun uncls
noh-
ithourhi ms.iiy hsAri . gurTiins
@run.i q fefnais lsaxhirr I 80 ~rons.
thaarh. GO that sscuoi shs sAii b. mo-
"iou o. dnvs splsndiily. ihdeesi
All h1s gid q 10 D. rr.t Tons
arms Popr .lmi why. ho~ ths rvins
have cui your hABis-
Ny arm !. stif q. . poker. Bst
An. baby. that's dshcious'-
Hal ben driving the hoSs- q the
sun. with the pit % Achsron gaping b.
fore ms. I mas; have turnel at that
etclamaiiou. There Was ml-sry in my
sgins AMI torture In my leg. bat did
turn . LITTLE. Tom hal pullei "a his
gauntlet. and she-ye.. shs wAs chatting
NJ. purple. ugly hani bstwesn two 10
witching fur glov-si
49, what q good cousin I Amf- Ths
black eye. danced before me. and once
more the musical laugh trillel out ban
tiful and birllike With agony In my
hack and bitterness In my soul trei
D. echo u. bat the hollow mocksy
ended In q CHASTITY gruan a. the brutss
gave an extra plunge that nearly carried
mc over the dasher.
The next twenty minutes wers .
nightmare ! hold In memory . vague
tumble % binding sunlight on the snow;
a whirling rush % trr.- ard hou.-s on
the hill sides. a racking and torment In
back. knc,- and arms; a whining whoo
of wind In my half froEen EAR. Twice
I essaycl 90 look around NJ the couple
behind me. but the commandante In
"DOn Juan was not more rigid than
thoss strained feathers held me. while the
molten fire rushing down my spine re-
fused 30 let me bend my neck. ! fet
my hands must soon come od-my el-
bows and shoulder blades pull clear
from their sockets; but s;iIl ] held on,
msily. wildly. in q sort % dread
ful trance. for thos. twenty minutes
Then remembranos vaguely paints .
roadside inn. q collection % sleighs and
men running into the ruai and waving
their hands then q crash. q cutter Tying
wildly aside and man In q somcrSanlt
Last came grinding Jar. and ] awoks
from my nightmare, hap lying between
Tom and his cousin on the back sat
the horses neck deep In snow drift and
rough coated men running for their
hea,lA
splendid. by jingor- yelled Tom TO
me a.. hastily ertrcating himself from
the buffalo. be ran 90 q man foundering
In the road You're not hurt, hopsi
I'm deuoed sorry for the foul. but young
hOrs.--hari mouths-couldnt help H.
Beasts all night, see. Come In and
have something 90 drink"
drew a long. deep. gasping breath.
tried 20 spring. bat could only crawl.
over the scraper. and helped Miss B.ttis
into the road We were at the "Bulfs
Eye" tavern, i've good miles from hke-
toni
Awkward fellow that aid very
cheerily. all things considered. ] wa
hugely elAted at being once more on
terra firmA. Notwithstanding strong pro-
eliutie- displayed by my legs Tor shut
ting up like jackknives And ! could
scarcely resist pulling on the little white
hai a In mine. - though Mis- Bette
were the gray. Awkward fellowi Sim
gular he conlint take care of his trap
when he saw me coming. but some pso-
pie never will learn 10 drive
"Neverr' meekly responded the little
LADY; but the eyes that met mine for .
single second literally played In hashs
Of luminous merrtment What could
abs meani