The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1891-12-16

the fallow where her husband ther
was, she determined to take short
cut over an old pasture where num-
Der of cattle were grazing.
At that time crimson shawls were
much affected by ladies, and she hap
pened to wear one of them.
Being city bred, she had, of course,
no idea that domestic cattle have
deadly antipathy to this color.
She had reached the middle IF the
wide pasture before any of the feeding
animals noticed her, but then one OF
them, three-year-old bull, catching
sight of the obnoxious garment, rushed
toward her, believing with rage, and
tearing up the earth with hoofs and
horns. Upon seeing this furious mon.
ster bearing down upon her, the at.
frighted young woman, naturally,
screamed at the top of her voice, and
ran for the high fence, but would new
er have lived to reach it if John Lee,
now an efficient farm hand and at that
moment blowing in the next field, had
not fortunately heard the cry and flown
to her rescue.
Kicking off his thick-soled shoes and
snatching up heavy oak stake, he ran
with all speed toward the point OF
danger, meantime shouting: "Oh, Mrs.
M drop your shawl drop your
shawl" But she, poor girl, was too
much frightened to comprehend the or.
der, and, although she still kept up her
pace, it was extremely doubtful wheth.
er John could arrive in time to save
her from being impaled on the horns
of the savage brute, which now, with
lowered head and blood-shot eyes. was
fast gaining on her.
However, it was not for nothing that
John had trained himself into being
the fastest runner in his native village,
and never in his whole life had he run
as now; for was not q precious life the
prize of victory and a desolated home
the penalty of defeat?
Scarce twenty feet of space separ.
ated the young wife from her maddened
pursuer when John, with a fierce shout
of challenge, sprang over the fence and
stood between. Nimbly avoiding the
instant thrust Of the deadly horns, he
brought down the ponderous club with
tremendous force upon the bulls neck
just behind the head.
Nothing made of flesh and blood
might withstand such blow, and the
great beast reeled dizzily from side to
side. Then, with lightning quickness,
the stout young fellow dealt stroke
upon stroke, until finally he felled his
| enemy. stunned and bleeding, to the
| ground.
Meantime, Mrs. M had managed
to get over the fence, and should now
out of Difference to the recognized
ethics of her sex-have tainted or gone
into Mysteries; but, not being very
modish young woman, she did neither.
Instead, she most warmly thanked
John Lee in words, and higher
power, probably, in her heart, and
walked off to find her husband and tell
him all about it. From that day the
orphaned fisher boy was no longer a
servant. but friend; was given an ed
ucation and liberal start in life by
the grateful Mr.. M, and is, at this
writing, well.known cattle king and
member of the state legislature in
western Kansas. All of which is sober
fact. w. THOMSON.
Faithful Watchdogs.-Raggsy-"l
had fine place to bunk in last night. {"
Tattertorn-"Where was it?' ''In a
barn" Anyone else there?" eyes, a
couple VI watchdogs. "-Tankee Blade.
| why did the new girl leave?" 81
paid her In advance" II shouldn't
think she would have objected to
that" "She didn't; it pleased her Sc
she couldn't work. "-Harper's Razsr.