Omaha daily bee., 1896-05-10

the coach and | saw Lady 11ade, with her
savage little white teeth clenchcd together
throw herealf forward and tug with both
hand1 a; the near side re.ns.
Jam them, Jack!' she cried. Jam the
- before they can pass
Had she done it an instant sooner we
should have crashed against the WOODWORK,
carried It away and been hurled into the
the powerful haunch Of the back leader wnlch
caught us, but the forequarter OF the
wheeler which had not weight enough TO
| turn us from our course. | saw a red STAN
cape suddenly through the black mar anu the
next instant we were flying alone down the
read. while the four-in-hand had halted, ana
Sir John and his lady were down in the
road together tending to the wounded horse
Easy, now, my beauties!' cried my uncle
settling down into his seat again, and look
ing back over his shoulder. Il could not
have believed that Sir John Lade would have
been guilty Of such a trick as putting that
leader across. ! do not permit a malValse
plaisanterle of that sort. He shall near
from me tonight
1T was the lady" said I. My uncles
brow cleared, and he began to laugh.
at was little Lefty, was it?" said he. !
might have known it. There's a touch OF
the late lamerted SiXteen-str.n g Jack about
the trick. Well, it is only messages OF
another kind that l send to a lady, so
we'll Just drive on our way, nephew, and
thank our stars that we bring whole bones
over the Thames"
We stopped at the Greyhound at Croydon,
where the two good little mares We're
| snonged and petted and fed, after which, at
an easier pace. we made our way through
Norhury AMI Streathem. At last the helds
grew fewer. and the walls longer, the out
lying villas closed up thicker and thicker
until their shoulders met, and we were
driving between a double line OF houses with
garish shops at the corners, and such a
stream of traffic as ! had never seen, roar
ing down the center. Then suddenly we
we're on a broad ridge with a dark brown
river flowing sulkily beneath 1t, ana pun
bowed barges drifting down upon its bosom
To right and left stretched a broken, irregu-
lar line of many-colored houses wihd.ng
along either bank as far as | could see. .
"That's the house of Parliament, nephew,
said my uncle, pointing with his whip, "and
the black towers are Westminster ABBEY
How do, your grace! How do! That's the
duke of Norfolk, the stout man in blue
upon the swishtailed mare. Now we are In
Whitehall. There's the treasury on the left,
and the horse guards and the admiralty,
where the st9pe 9olphins are carved above
the gate" an,
brings up with him. that London was merely
a wilderness Of houses, but / was astonished
now TO see the green slopes and the lovely
spring trees showing between.
yes, those are, the Priyy gardens said
my uncle, 'and there Is the window out OF
which Charles took his last step onto the
scaffold. You Wouldn't think the mares had
come fifty miles. would you?" See how les
petites cherries step out for the credit Of
their master Look at the barouehe with
the sharp-featured man peeping out OF the
window, That's Pitt, going down to the
house. We are coming into Pail Mall now,
and this great building on the left is Carlton
house, the princes palace, There's st.
James, the big dIngy place with the clock,
And here's the famous street Of the same
name, nephew, which is the very center OF
the world, and here's Jermyn street opening
out of 1t, and finally here's my own little box,
and we are well under the five hours from
Brighton Old Square.
ITO he Continuedl