The Globe-republican., 1891-05-20

opened it blankly anu looked IN 1t as if fol
an explanation. It was volume OF Mis-.
Hannah More's private devotions. and .,
he closed it and replaced it on the little "a
bic whence he had taken it.
"Don't you mind her." said Dick, easily
ssShe's always twice as sweet after one o.
her tantrums.n
This seemed in truth to be the case. Sh'
came in to dinner as suave as May, and
took her seat beside Philip with smile.
ssHow cross do you think am" she said
leaning toward him, and making cushion
for her round chin with her palms, hel
elbows being on the table.
IL am afraid was very provoking" h
said, eagerly. Il am sorry; will you for
give mes"
She said nothing, but went on smiling, *
he took his forgiveness for granted, and
partook of more green goose with . igh'
heart.
Now, it was very dangerous to take any
thing for granted with this young Lady
especially when there were little sparks Of
vermilion in her eyes, as there were to
night. But Phil could not possibly have
known this; the smile she bestowed upor
hum was so enchanting that he did not loot
higher, and SO noticed nothing peculiar
about the eyes.
Dick was to stop over until Monday, and
the next day all three went out for walk
This ramble happened to be very eventful
may as well state that there occurred the
time-honored episode with the bull, but
BoughtOn neither transfixed the infuriated
animal with q pitchfOrk, nor leveled i,
with well-aimed blow from his muscular
fst.
Il happened this way. They were pass
ing through what was then known at Cary
lon Is the mill Meadow" when peculiar
kind Of rumbling noise attracted their at
tention. Dick was the first to look back.
''Good heavens Judy" said he, Its Prid-
dies bull"
as it," said Judith, losing color for an in
slant, and following the direction of his
eyes. eyes, it is. and not fence within
two hundred yards. Oh! what are we to
dos"
81 tell you," said Boughton, straighten-
ing himself and feeling an abominable
clutch in the hollow between his ribs, run
as hard as you can, while Dick and L
Why, where is Dick!' he said, blankly.
"Vm-going-for Priddie ~ came back in
broken bits over the shoulder of the flying
youth. HE can-msnage-him!"
Boughton said nothing. He turned again
to Judith.
THAT'S all right. Run, now, as fast as
you can, and can easily keep him of with
stones until Priddie comes"
"And leave you here for that brute to
gore and trample?" said Judith, bristling In
q moment. 81 see myselfv' she added, with
fine scorn.
All this time the bull was making ire
mendous tow row, and using one of his horns
as . plowshare. He was coming nearer,
too. They could see his little red eyes dis
tinctly.
"Judith, 1 beg of you," said Boughton,
giving her not gentle push.
"Well, l will, )" she said, suddenly.
She lifted her walking-skirt, and with q
quick gesture slipped of the red balmoral
petticoat which she wore underneath. This
she took in her hand and started of at q
long. even run, before Boughton well real
lied What she was about to do. When she
was within fifty yards Of his bullship, she
gave view-halloa which did more credit to
her lungs than the occasion, and dourlshed
the red skirt in the air.
Boughton's heart did actually stand still
He gave dragging breath, got the best Of
his horror, which was inclined to make him
weakened. and started OF after the girl
But the brute was before him, laundering
on ct . great numbering pace, only stopping
now and then to plow the ground with that
ugly left horn Of his.
Away went this modern Europa In the
direction of the nearest fence. Half way
between it and her pursuer she dropped the
red petticoat, and this his eminence tarriea
awhile to toss and worry and mix with tho
red clay.
Boughton had an awful fancy which he
had no time fortunately to countenanoe.
He seemed to see Judith being trampled and
mangled in the Same fashion rs her pretty
skirt by those brute feet and horns. But,
thank Heaven! it was only the next instant
that she reached the fence and literally
rolled over into the next field.
Then, for the first time looking back, she
saw him.
sect overt Get ov-er!-quick!'' she
called, in what voice remained to her. 'sIf
he sees you he will-kil you--ohi ="
This as Boughton just managed to put the
rails of the old snake fence between him
self and the bull, who rushed along bel
owing like bovine demon, with his tail IN
exact reproduction of Hogarth's line of
beauty.
"The-straw-stacks," Judith painted, as
BOughton reached her. HE may-tear-
o-bltsu'
He took her hand, and they ran together