Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1892-03-18

II Dan goes: and can not will not
live to see my family the object Of
public charity. Only wait one week
more and the last cent shall be paid. +"
mot another day." answered Flint
with cruel deliberation. Then he
turned and left the apartment without
a single glance behind him.
Mrs. Foster and the children watched
Black Dan out of sight with heart
breaking sobs, and then went back
into the suffering husband and father s
apartment 20 comfort him in his loss.
If possible. An awful sight presented
itself.
The wretched man had dragged
himself from his bed and obtained a
razor and there lay weltering in his
own blood upon the floor, stone dead
and with his throat cut from ear to
ear.
Mrs. Foster gave single piercing
shrek. a long. terrible cry such as
only person in mortal agony can
give. Then she tOttered and fell pros
trate at her husbands eide the scar
let blood gushing from her wasted
lips in torrent and mingling with
his upoa the floor The eldest child,
pale little girl of ten strove TO as
sist her to ner feet again but it was
useless. The children of BENJAMIN
Foster were orphans and paupers.
Mr.. Flint only smiled a cold. heart
less smile when the terrible tidings
reached him on the following day.
He had done good stroke of business
and it was nothing to him who was
rash enough to rush into tho next
world unprepared. So he took his
harness and a heavy whip and went
out into the stable yard to commence
breaking Black Dan.
After some difficulty the harness
was strapped on; but it was not before
he had dealt the colt u good many
heavy blows with his whip. for Will
lam Flint was naturally cruel man.
Dan had been used to nothing but
kindness and caresses. and so he could
not understand any such treatment.
In, consequence he was nearly wild
when his brutal master finally at.
tempted to drive him about the yard.
Dan did not know what was ex-
pected of him. and with every fresh
mistake the singing whip lasked his
sleek sides till they were covered with
long. smarting welts He grew more
confused and terrified at every blow.
But still the cruel whip Kissed
through the air and scored the trem-
bling sides of the almost frantic
horse. At last he turned upon his
tormentor with sharp squeal OF
rage. Suddenly William Flint saw
the great animal rushing upon him
with the aspect of a fiend. His ears
were laid back snug to his head. his
glaring. flaming eyes seemed starting
/ from their sockets and the froth oil
rage was flying from his open mouth.
He was indeed terrible sight
Back, you devil your" he cred;
and once more the Kissing lash de-
scended, straight across the eyes of.the
maddened horse. Instead of stopping
him he only grew yet more enraged.
For one minute William Flint be-
held the gigantic form of tho furious
horse towering above him, then the
remorseless hoofs came crashing down
and all grew dark. He knew no more.
A few minutes later "a neighbor
came to the stable yard to take q look
ct the new horse, only to find Black
Jan tearing around it like raging
demon. with blood-stained hoofs and
flaming eyes. And still and lifeless in
one corner Of the enclosure torn by
the furious teeth of the maddened
horse and stamped out of all resem.
blance to a human being lay the body
of William Flint. The hard, avaric-
ious heart was hushed forever. and
the cruel master had gone to his sure
and certain reward. Benjamin a@d
Sarah Foster were avenged. Chicago
Sun.