The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-12-03

m ad creature. the walls shut inward toward
the ground, the roof slides down upon them
and the whole building lies fiat. like poorly
BAKE cake. sunken in the middle.
on ride on cautiously, for the road is
slippery, and the mare gees skating down
the hill in way unpleasantly suggestive of
danger. Here lies dozen feet or more of
high board fence square across the road
and you pick your way carefully around it
only to come a few rods further on to a
great eave-in, in the midst of which the
broken end of sewer-pipe yawns hate
fully. You have no idea how stable
the ground may be beneath the mares
feet. and you fairly hold your breath as she
ereeps down the HILL You wish now in
good earnest that you had not come You
wonder IL it Is really true that you were, an
hour or two since, sitting comfortably by a
bright open fire reading THE MORNING
GALL, and that you actually left your snug
retreat and voluntarily came out into this
pandemonium.
There goes the gilded weather vane off
The roef OF an aristocratic barn. In all bis
life before that cock never took such a
light. lie disappears among the tops of a
ciump OF eucalyptus trees and the wind
whistles through the telephone wires as If
snmmoning new breezes to swell his army
OF destruction.
You strike Telegraph avenue at last, and
urn into the street that leads toward home
GU will see il it IS indeed true that you
the corner the wind is there before you. A
tree growing by the street side is It's next
ylrtm. 1t pouDces upon that luckiess yege-
table and rends it limb from limb. The
trunk splits lengthwise, and branch Is
flung into the road, close at the mares
feet
1t is Just breath more than she can
stand. Unlike some human beings, she
knows when she has had enough. aud with
terrific bound she proceeds to create re-
noteness between that object and herself.
lead down, the bit in her teeth, ears laid
pack and eyes fairly starting from her
head she stretches herself ont and
travels. 1t Is straight road and
nothing in front OF you; she is not running
away. only going home 10 see about dinner
but you give your attention TO pulling her
In, and are beginning to have some influence
with her, when-wbat is that? A plank in
the road, just as she Is turning in toward
the stable. Her foot strikes it-there is a
mighty upheayal, and then
The ice palace at Montreal
No, Democratic parade right after the
recent election.
The Holmes oomet-a whole constellation
of comets.
No, 1t is none of these. nor is it any pyro-
technie display. You only went over the
mares head and struck the sidewalk. You
might have been killed. but you are not
only you hadn't really supposed people
could sit down so hard.
Somebody has picked you up and is tell
ing you that's the lnekiest fall he ever saw
in his life. You think no fall at ali would
have been lnckier. but you do not say so,
but turn your attention to the mare She
is all right, not having really fallen herself,
and she looks at you remorsefully as YOU
examine her knees aud assure yourself that
she has not been down on them. Then Won
mount again aud ride around the block,
Just TO be certain no bones are broken but
your enthusiasm is dampened-you don't
care whether the wind blows or not-aiI
you want Is Eminent and bed: and the
wind may blow where it iisteth, so long as
II blows no more insane freaks into your
head until your bruises are healed.
Miss RUSSELL
Oakland. Dec. /.