The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1896-05-13

The general nearly had ut, While
Miss Youghal was sobbing out the story
of the disguise and the engagement that
wasn't recognized by the parents.
Strickland was furiouely angry with
himself and more angry with the gen
eral for forcing his hand, SO he said
nothing, but held tho horses head and
prepared to thrash the general as some
sort of satisfaction. but when the gen
eral had thoroughly grasped the story
and knew who Strickland was he began
to puff and blow in the saddle and near
ly rolled of with laughing. He said
Strickland deserved q V. c., if it were
only for putting Oh sails blanket.
Then he called himself names and VOW
ed that he deserved q tluashing, but he
was too old to take it from Strickland.
Then he complimented Miss Youghal
on her lover. The scandal OF the bust
ness never struck him, foc he was o
nice old man, with weakness for fir
tations. Then he laughed again and said
that old Youghal was fool.
Strickland let go of the cob's head
and suggested that the general had bet
ter help them, if that was his opinion.
Strickland knew Youghal's weakness
for men with titles and letters after
their names and high official position.
cts rather like a 40 minute. farce
said the general, "but, begad, [ will
help, if it's only to escape that tremen-
dous thrashing I deserved. Go along to
your home, my sails policeman, and
change into decent kit, and I'll attack
Mr. Youghal Miss Youghal, may I ask
you to canter home and wait?''
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About seven minutes later there was
wild hurroosh at the clrb A sails,
with blanket and head rope, was asking
all the men he knew, "For heavens
sake lend me decent clothes!' AS the
men did not recognize him. there were
some peculiar scenes before Strickland
could get a hot bath, with soda in it, in
one room, shirt here, a collar there,
pair Of trousers elsewhere, and so Oh.
He gallopeG off, with half the club
wardrobe on his back and an utter
strangers pony under him, to the house
Of old Yougha1.
The general, arrayed in purple and
fine linen, was before him. What the
general had said Strickland never knew,
but Youghal received Strickland with
moderate civility, and Mrs. Youghal,
touched by the devotion Of the trans
formed Dulloo, was almost kind. The
general beamed and chuckled, and Miss
Youghal came in, and, almost before
old Youghal knew where he was. the
parental consent had been wrenched out
and Strickland had departed with Miss
Youghal to the telegraph office to wire
for his kit The final embarrassment
was when an utter stranger attacked
him on the mall and asked for the stolen
pony.
So, in the end, Strickland and Miss
Youghal were married, on the strict I'M
derstanding that Strickland should drop
his old ways and stick to department
routine which pays best and leads to
Simla. Strickland was far too fond OF
his wife just then to break his word,
but it was a sore trial to him; for the
streets and the bazaars and the sounds
in them were full of meaning to Strick-
land, and these called to him to come
back and take up his wanderings and
his discoveries.
Some day I will tell you how he broke
his promise to help a friend. That was
long since, and he has, by this time,
been nearly spoiled for what he would
call shikar. He is forgetting the slang,