The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-08-21

too old a man 10 go breakin' colts
You'd better put your money into a
carriage"
But William bought the colt, and
Mrs. Bradley still rode 20 church in
I the rafting market wagon The neigh
bors said IL was shame. Mrs Brad
ley never said so, except 70 her hus-
band. She meekly stood up for him
aud the old wagon IN the presence Of
outsiders
''Marthy." said her husband en-.
evening. I'm thinllin' 10 put a new
lean-to 20 the. shed. guess I'll
take the colt and drive over 70 git
some shingles tomorrow - why,
Marthy.'
He stopped suddenly, for he noticed
a peculiar look in her eyes. He had
noticed it recently whenever ne spoke
of laying ont money. The look made
him feel uneasy. A new thought
struck him, and with crafty smile he
said:
You know it viii be good place to
run the Old wagon under if we git our
new carriage"
"Ies, Il We git it." she snapped.
you know as well as ! do, William
Bradley, that you hain't the slightest
intention of gittin' a new carriage
Likes not I'll break my neck some day
over that old wagon. and then you'll
ride TO my funeral in it Go on and
build your lean-to. If you want 70,
'sin't nothin' to say"
'She's gittin' narvous," he solilo-
quized, as he rode along the next morn
ing. He felt uneasy. His wife was as
kind as ever, but there was cold feel
ing growing up between them which
he did not relish. II dun know but
she ought TO hev the carriage" he
unused; she's sartinly armed it Well.
we kin stan it this year, and guess
next year III begin to think about git
tin one"
His conscience thus appessed, he be-
gan calculation concerning the mum
Der of shingles that he wanted.
About noon Mrs. Bradley began TO
watch for her husbands temperance.
She looked down the road There he
was, walking mp the hill by the house,
trudging along beside the horse in
order to make the load lighter The
wagon was piled high with ghstening
shingles. A shade Of pity passed over
her face as shs saw him trudging
slowly through the hot sand. Res
worked hard and he's gettin' ola" she
unused.
Then fash of indignation swept
over her as she thought: But why
doesn't he try to save my strength a.
well as his horse's?" She went into
the house and closed the door with 4
bang.
The next instant she heard a series
of crashes and great rafting. inter
mingled with cries Of Whoa. Whoa
She rushed out and beheld the colt
plunging past with the load OF shin
giles full tilt after him. Mr.. Bradley
was running behind as fast as he
could and yelling whoa" at the top
of his voice. The shingles were flying
in all directions.
The wagon was soon overturned,
and with a few vigorous kicks the
colt freed himself and plunged on up
the hill.
While Mr. Bradley went after the
horse she picked her way through the
debris Of shingles To the wagon and
surveyed the wreck. Was that look
of triumph that spsrkled IN her eyes
as she went back?
William found a good dinner wait
ing for him when he came in. They
ate silently for awhile, each busy with
meditation.
WAS the colt hurt7' finally asked
Mrs Bradley.
no, not much He skinned his
ankles leetIc. Ono of the boards in
the bottom Of the wagon broke, and
that was what scarf him"
They ate silently awhile longer. At
last Mrs. Bradley spoke In as re-
strained tone as she could command:
Il guess wei hev TO hev q new car
riage now. won't weY'
he put one knee over the other and
hooked out of the window. "WalIr'
I've examined the wagon, and the
wheels and body are goods ever; so
callate with few new fxia's We kin
git"
William"
lie looked quickly around.
William"
The tone vas low. but there was
something awfully suggestive about
it
- "Fl311sn' This time Il was louder.
but with the suggestiveDsss inteRsi-
fed. She cont inHed, Don't you ey in
the face Of Providence"
He quailed beneath her glance
Whatever he had intended 10 say re-
msined uDsaid. for ne added in = meek
voice-"Kin git a Few carriage and
hev the wagon fxed up for common"
Next Sunday the church people
looked and stared, and looked and
stared again. aud eraned their necks,
and stood on tiptoe, as a handsOms
new carriage drove up. And if there
was hook Of triumphant pride in Mrs
Bradley's eyes a. she stepped out who
can blame hsrP-Mayms Ishan, n
Good Housekeeping.
Dignity Of q Judge.
A famous Scottish judge. Oh being f
appointed % the bench, resigned The I
r,~exfdsucr az fhe Tdfnburph Stating