Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-11-13

twas pretty sight as they rode out the
next morning. The sun was just rising be-
hind a zone Of dull gray clouds. Beryl-
green and topaz yellow met with the soft
ness of a kiss in mid heaven, and the moon,
wan, as though with much watching, crept
down behind the naked acacia trees to the
left. Over the brown lawn there was a
light wondering of snow, and there was
keen wind abroad, together with much
rustling of wlthered grass and trees.
They had some hot coffee, which Judith
poured out for them, and the remains Of
the green goose, and then they set out at a
huntsman's jog for the meet
Judith had plenty to do in attending TO
Eyebrows, who was disposed to coquette
with every dead leaf that blew across his
way, and Trumpeter was sufficient OF a
handful to keep Boughton's mind complete
ly upon himself
"Ah, there's the music" called the
Colonel, at last, over his shoulder. keep
his head, Judy. He'd bolt in minute if
he thought he could"
They could hear the yow-yowing OF the
hounds now, fitfully borne toward them and
away by the tiuctuatiug wind
'Once," said Judith, beginning to speak
all of sudden, ga friend brought a German
baron-ever such q swell he waste see
dad. He stopped at Carylon about week,
and dad, Of course, took him out hunting.
You know dad can never resist calling any
ones attention to the hounds when they're
giving tongue. He says he's far better
able to appreciate such harmonies than
Beethoven or Mozart Well, we had gotten
Just about here, and dad-dear dadl shall l
ever forget his facel-said: There, sir! did
you ever hear such music in your life, sir?'
1Verel veref said the baron, eagerly, twist
ing all about in his saddle and holding
on TO his borse's name. Vat musickl
can't hear no musick Vor tose tam tawgs.'"
"Hal ha! hap Numbered Phil, who
was equally delighted with this anecdote
and the sudden breaking Of the ice between
them
"Judith," he began, and leaned over with
bis hand on her pommel.
He was Just about to make his meditated
apology when they were joined by some
people, and he sat erect again in tolerable
hurry.
They had long day of it. No less than
three foxes were started, and the pack be-
ing young, and not so well trained as the
heart of the master could desire, broke
nbomInably. Then, when they finally
settled down to work, Reynard took to
drain, and was given up in despair. The
fourth fox, however, gave them capital
forty minutes, but got them into the
mountains finally, and they killed it over
fifteen miles from Carylon.
They had ridden about twelve miles, when
Boughton began with some establishment to
listen to the tremendous beating of his
mounts heart
"Just hear this beast" said he to Judith.
81 hope he's not going to die. lnever heard
brute's heart go like this"
"What is itl" she said, refining up.
All her brown curls were in her eyes
with the wind, and the weird light from the
weather-glim full on her golden horse and
his trapplngs. She was perfectly beauti-
full, Phil thought, or what is so much better,
imperfectly beautiful
She laughed little when he told her
what alarmed HIM, but looked worried.
"Dad's miles ahead by this time" she
said. "That isn't Trumpeter's heart. It's
his dia-dia-ohl never can say it. He's
foundered, you know. Get down, and let's
look at him"
Shewas off her horse in an instant, and
Phil beside her.
Poor old beastle," she said, shaping
Trumpeter's crest coaxingly. 81 say, Phil,
do you know how to bleed horsei In the
neck vein, you know. You don't9 Dear
mel Well, then, I'll have to try. Give me
your knife. Don't say you haven't one.
Gadl how he's breathing. Thank good
ness, you have onei Now, come on; help
me-"
With Boughton's assistance she cut the
bars Of Trumpeter's palate, and as well as
she could got the best part Of her own and
her Cousins whlsky-fask down the poor
hrute's throat.