The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-02-27

voluble and vociferous coachman, who
held his reins as slack as bunch of rib
bons in a cotillon were the locomotive
agents Of the carriage, in transit
where the chances of disaster were as
innumerable as there were flowers on
the broad lodges of inaccessible rocks.
Yet tragic occurrences was as rare as
the passing of herd of chamois or a
fight between an eagle and a vulture in
the sky. Rains had washed away some
of the edges, both of the cliffs above
whereby the road was strewn with
stones that rolled as the horses stepped
on them, and of the outer line against
the sharp decline below. Still, they had
gone up in safety in the morning and
they supposed they should come down
in safety in the afternoon. The horses,
if loosely handled and not broken ac-
cOrding to our ideas, We're familiar with
the road, and the oSachman, for all his
outlandish methods of driving, knew
his work.
Something startled them. The horses,
used to the road as they were, sure
footed and as rule trustworthy In
their own wild way, suddenly broke
loose and took matters in their own
keeping Disdaining bit and bride
they tore down the steep incline, the
shouts of the terrified driver madden
ing them still more, and the hand of
Gerald Frobisher on the rein of no
avail They had taken the bit between
their teeth, and their teeth were strong.
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close to the worst bit of the road, where
the most careful driver, doing all he
knew could never be quite sure of safe
steering. Now as things were destruc-
ton seemed inevitable.
The princess shrieked and flung her
arms abroad, calling on the saints and
| adding to the horror of the moment by
| her ungovernable terror. The young
baron was in a state of collopse. AL
most faintng speechless, motionless,
his eyes closed his form dropping, he
lay as If half dead. Ida sat perfectly
still, her eyes wide open as If she were
watching how things would go: and
Mrs. Brand looking into vacancy,
moved her lips in silent prayer. The
carriage swayed from side to side and
one wheel hung over the abyss, when
Gerald leaped from the box and at the
risk of his life somehow managed to
secure the bride of the off horse, and
blk sheer force of strength stopped him
| i'm the plunge and flung him back on his
launches. His grasp missed would
have sent them all to the bottom of the
abyss together. AS 1t was they We're
/ 1t nntt t1, al
lantly performed; and however unpleas-
ant his temper might have been he had
undoubtedly saved them all from de-
struction.
| But the contempt with which he
grasped the baron by the shoulder and
shook him as a terrier shakes n rat!
the driver meanwhile having got to
| the head of his horses, with whom he
was reasoning and arguing, pointing
out the error of their ways and the
folly as well as wickedness of which
they had been guilty: the superb tone
of disdainful superiority with which he
said: Come, baron, pull yourself to-
gether like man! Your precious life
Is in no danger-no thanks to you for
yourself or the others. You were not
too frightened, can see," he added,
turning to Ida aL3. speaking with more
genuine admiration than he had ever
yet shown to her You are English
and know how to face danger with
courage"
| 1T is well to be without nerves."
sobbeo The princess. I'VE southeners
have susceptlbilities which you cold
northeners want"
"Tk,y are inconvcsient things at