New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-08-06
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Nelly. in eager response. "Pm all worked up
| somehow
| .Ob nsbaw,n returned Mr.. Scudder, that's
lest like women I guess there won't nothin
bappen beyond change in the weather toyaro
Morning. Come. Molly. don't We shy. ii you
| begr m shy such night s this l ehl tnihR
the women are right, n something is go'n' 70
| happen" H.,
Mr. Scuddcr laughed comfortably as ne pulled
in the reins. Molly SHE'D again and her driver
| touched her with the whip.
What pcsky thing g the matter with Tue
mare?7 he exclaimed
yelv leaned forward. Then she put her hand
on her fathers arm.
"Father.n she whispered. Her eyes Clowed in
the dusk.
well ?" said Mr.. Scudder with some iinpatience.
"Secms TO me Molly's gttin' skittsh in her
old age said Mrs. Scudder from the back scat
"Icn,my cit out il she's goin' to cut up. Dwight,
lemmv cit out
| "Set still, Rebecca," was the answering COM
mand. IL guess en- manage Molly. If I can't
I'll let you git out. G'long!" lifting his whip
! But Molly only SHE'D again
IL swern." said Mr.. Scudder with some force
al d'know what's got into Molly" E
The animal did not seem to wish to 60 on.
When her master touched her with the whip
AGAIN She did not move forward she only jumped
little aside.
dwight" cried Mrs Scudder, "lemmy git
OUT"
She began scrambling over the side Of the
democrat. not mndng her husbands repeated
command to set still
In her estimation it was high time to leave
any vehicle TO which Molly was attached when
Molly began to shy.
They had raised Molly, and Mrs. Scudder To-
mcmbcrcd that it was more than twenty years
since the mare had been anything but stcadiness
| itself
She did not know how she did it without the
wheel turned. ars those who know what are tho
difficulties in the way of leaving democrat from
tie back seat, under the best Of circumstances,
will wonder how somewhat bulky woman. who
had had rheumatism, accomplished this feat.
But Mrs Scudder floundcrcd and scrambled
ont between the wheels. One of her lifelong
principles had been that she would never stay in
"a carriage when the horse was acting up She
would hardly have been more startled II the saw
horse in the woodward at homo had begun to
| "act up"
As soon as she could gather herself together
she turned.
"Nely," she said sharply. git OUT II your
father wants to stay there n git run over we
can't help it. lOu git out
Il amt afraid" replied Nelly, making no move
mcnt to obey.
IL guess. i;cbccca,, remarked Mr.. Scuddcr,
"that you're the one that'll git run over We
can't gt run over till we jump out. Now, you'll
have the fun OF gittin' in agin. Molly's all
right now.
As if to illustrate this remark the mare began
to snort and paw
lyon call that bein' all right, do youP' re-
torted Mrs. Scudder.
Father said Nelly in half voice, do you
see anything over there in the bushes under that
tree That's what makes Molly act Oh,
I'm frightened. ! thought saw something be-
fore. and then l thought | didn't. I'm just as
frightened as ! can be.
Nelly put her foot on the carriage step ana
swung herself as far out she dared, cllnslng 20
the iron hold as she did so. Her curiosity was
great but she had strong feeling that she did
not wish 10 leave the carriage until her father
left it.
Mr. Scud,ler's eyes turned toward the spot his
daughter had mentioned. Then he cried out:
Il do believe there is something therc!"
lie threw the lines toward the girl. saying, "You
hold them" then he spranS over the wheel with
the agility of twenty years
He walked quickly up to tho bushes, which
showed that they had been tramplcd upon.
Among the bushes lay man. He lay with that
entire stiffness which is dreadful to look upon.
Father said Nelly from tie wagon, almost
beside herself with fright and Curiosity, father,
who is il p
Put there was no answer 20 this question. The
girl had conviction as 10 who that person lying
there was. She did not know why she had this
conviction, but she never doubted the truth of il.
| Mr. Scudder and his wife now bending
| over the figure among the bushes.
Father cried Nelly, is he dead' Is he
dead?'
But there was no answer 10 this question either.
| It was in silence at first that the two examined
| the inscnsiblc man.
Il can't make out whether he's dead not,
at last said Mr.. Scudder in low voce TO his
| wife.
She had not touched the man, but she answered
directly. in the voice
Il don't reckon hes dead, somehow; but
mcbby he is"
What's goin' to be done, anyway" asked the
| man.
Father! Father came the srill voice from
| the wagon, "who is il ?"
Cant you be still, Nelly? asked her mother
| The girls penetrating voice was kind OF dcs.,-
| Grafton Of the strange stiffness which seemed TO
| have come with the discovery Of that form among
| the bushes
What's the best thing to be done, do you
think? ~ asked Mr. Scudder again. appealing 70
! his wifc's ncvcr-lailing cOnmOn-sense and kindli-
Ness
Pm thinlsin',' she responded. "S'pos'n we
git him right into the democrat and take him
to the house? We en- all git him in. guess.
| You take ont the back scat n lelye il hcra.
Tain't quite a mild back home m its over two
mile TO the village. Then Won On RIGHT back
for the doctor. l guess thato the best we en-
do. don't you think so9'
Yes. it's
Having said this, Mr.. Scuddcr stepped quickly
TO the carriage and began TO unfastcn the screws
which held the back seat in place