The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1893-11-18

broad road. Pretty soon ] began to exnX
iment gingerly with the reins. and by
time we reach Tergarrick streets was hal
ling them with quite an air. while obse
ing the face of every one | met to nal
sure was not being laughed ut.
prospect Of Tergarrick Fore steeet frieI
ened me a good deal, and there WAS a shs
corner to turn at the entrance of the 4
yard. But the old horse knew his bu
ness 30 well that had pulled on one r.
with all my strength ! believe it wou
have merely annoyed without affecti
him. He took me into the yard without
mistake. and l gave up the reins to !
astler. thanking heaven and looking c.
leas.
THE inn WAS crowded with mourue
eating and drinking and discussing
dead mans virtues. The Assem- bly, ro
1t the back, where the subscription dam
were held. was filled with nuffocati
crowd, q reek Of hot joints and the clio
ing Of knives and forks caught sight
the widow moving up and down bef
. long table and shedding tears while
changed her guests' plates. She heard
message, and welcoming me with efPusi
hurried away to put on her bonnet for
funeral.
more than an hour later hurried b.
from the churchyard to the inn and 4
the ostler to put my horse in the zig n
funeral was over and had not much ii,
to spare.
beg your pardon. sir. the ostler .sI
but I'm new to this place. Which 10 70
horsef
"'Oh, ! answered, he's brown. You
know him easily enough
THE man returned in about five mi
utes. >. There's six brown hosses in h
stable. sir. Would ZEE. mind comm
pickin out yourny
II followed him with sense Of comiI
evil Sure enough, there were six brow
horses in the big stable and to save
life couldn't tell which was mine.
any difference between horses. except th|
OF color, I'd no idea. scanned them
anxiously and felt the ostler's eye up
me. had an impulse to confide my did
Guilty to- him, but reflected that th
wouldn't help me in the least. After
minute. pulling out my watch carelessl|
said:
"'By George, I'd no idea it was 80 EARL
Never mind ! won't start for few init
utes yet Il
This was the only courye-to wait und
the other Ave owners Of brown horses hi
driven home. went back to the inn adj
talked and drank sherry. watching cd
crowd thin by degrees and speeding I'd
lingering mourners with all my prayer
The time dragged ON till nothing short
. miracle could take me back in time I'd
the night class. The widow came all
talked to me. answered her at random
Twice | revisited the stable. and I'd
last time found but three brown hors1
left. ! went back and consumed moi
sherry and biscuits. Ten more minute
passed, and there were left only the widoS
herself and a trio Of elderly men. Az
hung about trying to look unboundd
sympathy at the group, it dawned ON nj
that they were beginning to eye me III
easily. l took q sponge cake and anot /. !
glass OF wine. One of the men-who wo}
q high stock and an edging Of stiff Rrsi
hair around his bald head-advanced to mi
This funeral said he, is over
yes, yes ! stammered. and choke
over a sip Of sherry
we are waiting-let me tap you ON I'd
back-we are waiting to read the will,
II rushed out Of the room and down
the stables. The ostler was harne,s.ir
the one brown horse that remained.
was thinkin you wouldn't be long, sir,
said; you're the very last, a b'lieve,
here ends hard days work."
II drove of. 1t was nearly Z bv thi
but didn't even think of the night elias
was wondering il the horse drove wei
really Farmer Retallack's. Somehow,
whether because his feed of corn pricks
MIN or no. ! can't say--he was a deal MOI
nvely than on the outward journey.
looked ut him narrowly and began to fel
sure it was another horse. In spite of I'd
cool evening sweat broke out upon me.
Reaching home, | found the farml
dressed and leaning on stick in the doc
way.
Lor bless my soulp he hailed me: ri
oeen that worried about ye couldn't std
In bed. The parsons been up twice froi
Inc school house to make inquiries Wher.j
IN the name Of goodness :.
That's long story said |, and the,
ieagning to speak carelessly. though n
heard my heart go thump. How dye thin
Inc brown horse look after the jourueyf' p
Oh, he's right enough the old ma
replied indifferently It'd take a lot IA
hurt he Butt e
but had never felt 80 glad in nv life
7. CUTLER Couch in Speaker
Choke Or In English Prisons.