Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-06-27

of the prevailing mud. and no doubt
thought he madea symphony in dun. "
and he stuck fast in a bog. so his sol
der master made a jump for terra
frma. or an adjacent bog. or tree. or
something besides mud. bOgs and quag-
mireS and there the pony was don't
remember if he pulled himself out; in
deed. l don't think be had sufficient
strength 10 his skeleton frame 10 make
the effort TO pull % suppose the sun
shone tiercely down some days, drying
brute, and then, perhaps, some good
Samaritan helped him some. | don't
know, though; there was no me about
there but the lady Of the house, a
younger sister-in-law, two young girls,
two little children. one a baby, and a
small negro boy.
He, the pony, must have had horse
sense, and got out somehow; leastvise
he shambled up 20 the kitchen gallery
70 sniff at the corn meal and potatoes,
and he shared the frugal family meal
and partook Of Avery Island salt, and
he must have had some Arab blood in
bis ancestry q write ancestry, dear
reader, because | don't think at this
time he had any blood in his body 20
write Of, for, after partaking Of the
family salt, he never deserted the fam
| ily-"Noblesse oblige," was his motto.
Very different, indeed, was he, this
plebeian and colored creature, from the
high stepping. bobtailed. sorrel, satin
coated carriage horses that held arched
necks and more arched tails, never
seeming prouder than when trotting
out for the last time through the stable
gate, prancing and ~caracoling under
the seat of the bury negroes who were
on their way to freedom and the year
of jubilee
Doubtless, Prince and Albert shifted
afar of the fragrant fodder and the
plentiful forage Of the Federal camp
their stable stall being quite empty.
Who that has a stomach can blame
them for wearying Of green fields and
pastures and hankering after their
'tieshpots.
Yet ! cannot fancy the humble dun
pony turning tail on his best, though
poor friends, and comforting himself
with pride and dignity and champing
the bit, while b-strUde by another in
crate of a greater degree. And when
one remembers that the souels had
cost golden dollars in plenty, and the
dun had cost not even a thank We,
sir" there Is a text for "A ermon on in
gratitude in horses.
He seemed proud, indeed, when the
young lady fixed herself finally 70 her
satisfaction in her mans saddle, gath
ering together the voluminous folds Of
the copper colored riding skirt in her
hands 70 prevent their hiding complete
" her small s,eed With a shake Of
the rope bridal and a wave Of the hand
toward the group on the gallery she
started on her quest.
Alas. and alasl why should The
best laid plans Of mice and men, and
maids also, gang aft agleef
The garden was reached, and in the
orchard Of defuuct fruit trees, amid
the pillows of nOXious and tall bull
grasses. there, too, stood that Oue iv-
ing green peach tree, but no peach
was there, look and peer as she would,
fooling herself a dozen times with a
Redeemed leaf, standing up in her stir
rup, handling almost each leaf upon
the tree, until lol the sun had already
set. However the old deserted dwelling
house looked, as she recalled the recent
tragedy enacted there in all its horrors
Just as she bent her plumed hat 70 escape
the bending boughs Of a low branched
tree, she had almost thought somebody
touched her; but no, il was only the
disturbed branches closing behind her.
Yes. this is the very window the
boy jumped through after shooting his
poor old father, and il is wide open.
Why. / can see clear through, even
into the hall where he fell and died five
minutes later. They say the blood
stains are there yet. Poor old man!
what a sudden, oh, what a horrible
death by the innocent hands Of his
young som What a stricken life now
and always for the boy, his mother and
his sisters"
These reflections were more terrible
rr she recalled every detail Of the fatal
mistake The mother rousing her son
ar midnight, placing the weapon in his
hands and whispering in his sleepy ears
tuat -omebody-sOme thief or prowler
walking through the hall
She had thought her husband asleep
IN bed, and the gun being in the boys
room -.lg had slipped M quietly, not
sal. H- he old man, as She thought
lIIaI error The father hal risen some
moments before, fearing some thieves
acre FOO bis melon patch not wishing
To disturb his good wife Tie had
dipped .nr rs silently. and on return
caused death
% times Of uuuyterable 10. -rorl
Won .Ir1ad over the fairr-t country