Marshall County independent. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1894-1895, 1895-10-18
DRIVING FROM TIE BACK SEAT.

with rapture over the glimpse of the
verdant hills rising majestically upon
the other side.
This is indeed an ideal spot" l
burst forth. but Mrs GraZer had no
eyes for the beauties of the landscape
just then.
willard. what is the matter with the
horse on this side: He looks very
strange"
He's all right. my dear; only the flies
bother him n little and Mr.. Grazier
waved his whip lightly over the offend
ing animals head.
w Hard. how can YOU do that, when
You know he is SO nervous. unless"
she added plaintively, you really want
him TO run away and smash us up"
That's my idea. precisely" he an
sWered pleasantly. as we left the lake
drive and began 10 climb a neighboring
hill. During our ascent Mrs. GraZier
fixed her attention upon the check reins.
1T seems TO me. Willard. that these
horses are checked up unnecessarily
tight; it is nothing but that, 1 am sure,
that makes them act So
| But they haven't acted So" her hus-
band demonstrated
We'll. they Within perfectly posi.
/ tive they will-whcn they come to go
down this steep hill; l can tell by the
way that they prick up their ears
AT the summit we drew rein. Not q
bad view here" my host announced.
/ pointing with his whip To- the glorious
! picture spread out beneath us.
Now, Willard, you watch the horses
and let us admire the view" Mrs
Grazier earnestly admOnished. without
elicltlng any response from the Occu-
! pant of the front seat, who continued
to point out to me special features in
the surrounding landscape, despite her
protest.
We shortly began to descend the hill.
which process l foresaw would permit
my hostess ample opportunity to lend
her ever ready assistance from the back
seat. and l was quite right in my sur
misses.
1t was willard. what loose rein Won
have. Can't you realize that they're
likely to stumble at any moment:" Or
I Willard. were coming 10 one of those
dangerous thank you-m ans do be
careful"
| sat by wondering ut Mr.. Grazier's
unruf1ied compOSure under the contin-
ual fire. but reflected that doubtless he
WAS used to it.
Next. We reached the crossroads. and
Mr.. GraZier turned the horses to the
right, remarking: Here we leave the
main road for drive through the
woods"
"Oh. no, Willard. I'm sure you're mis-
taken his wife declared. "we ought
TO keep to the main road for at least
a mile more. remember perfectly just
how every inch of the road looked the
last time l drove over it,
MY dear. l am absolutely sure that
this is the road he replied. whipping
up the horses.
Mrs. GraZ:er leaned back in her seat
with an expression of Intense resigna.
ton depicted upon her face Very
we'll; take us any where you please. pro-
rided that you get us home finally.
shall not say another word; l have Of
fered all the advice that intend to this
afternoon
| heard this statement with much sat
isfaction. feeling that advice was not,
after all the necessary accompaniment
of thoroughly charming country
drive.
This woody road Is lovely, at all
events. and SO shady and COOL" l put
in timidly.
Yes. i It's very pretty here" Mrs.
Grazier assented; then she added: Evil
lard, see Il farmer coming and | want
you just to ask him if this is the right
road"
But know it is the road"
''No matter. l should think you might
ask him. if only to set my mind at rest"
IL suppose it would rest it very much
If he had said it was the wrong road
There. that's why you won't inquire;
you know he'll say it's the wrong
road"
Just then the farmer came alongside,
and Mr.. Grazier, who was apparently
determined not to stop. suddenly drew
rein, more abruptly, l fancied, than
was wholly necessary. and my COM
panion on the back seat, after exclaim-
ing, How could you, willard? eagerly
| addressed the farmer:
as this the road to Pine Kn0ll?"
"TO Pine WHAT" he questioned,
blankly.
pine Knoll, hill with trees on itT
she explained
wall. can't say" he responded. 81
amt much acquainted up this way,