The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-04-03
A SUNDAY RACE.
ny PETER sTUDLEY.

A cool gray and sweet ncatness with
in. and world of rampant glory with
out.
Cordelia Brown had been brought up
Shakcress, and this was her Califor-
MAN home. Everybody was thunder
struck when Joel Brown proposed to
and was accepted 10y prim sister Cor
della" as shc was called by everyone.
Though Sister Cordclia had years and
years ago forsaken the community life,
still the early training was much in evil
dence, even to the quaint and spotless
kerchiaf
When the first froth of il had blown
on. everyone agreed that after all il
was not an ill-match. Joel was steady.
Sister Cordeiia was the quintessence of
stcadiness. Joel Brown was nearer
fifty than forty. and assuredly Sister
Cordelil made no pretensc to youth
Again, their farms adjoincu. There
fore it was all as it should be, when
Cordela transferred her bits over TO
Joel Browns. his residence being about
twice the size, turning her house into
driving place. Joel himself had ever
been neat as wax, but now the whole
surroundings shone with purity that
was immaculate. Joel had touch of
romance in him; he stroked his silvery
gray chin and said:
what do YOU want most that | can
buy you? Something out of the ordi-
nary. youundcrstand."
Corlelia understood-it was to be
the wedding present, since before they
were married she had persistently re-
fused to accept any memcnto whatso-
ever. After much deliberation she re-
piled:
Mister Brown, / guess that rs We
feel We must he extravagant for once in
your life. I'll take the finest sprinkler
and fountain hose We can find.
SO Joel bought length of hose and a
gildcd nozzle that took her breath
away. She had secretly sighed many
years for half such a length, and as she
directed the stream on the golden
fruit until every orange shone like Il
golden ball in its setting of deep green,
she murmured: my! but hope such a
length of nozzle is not sinful"
However, Cordelia was Cordelia still,
and two things she would MT counter
ance, viz: the twirling whifling foun-
tain attachment TO the wonderful hose
and the othcr-Joers colt.
Joel magnanimously changed the
first to steady triumphant matter-of-
fact spray, which played nightly on the
tiny lawn that was a part of the trim
glory OF the place; but the Goliath
there was the rub! 1t was Joefs weak.
hess, his one weakno ss-he dotted on q
bit of good horsefesh, and this colt
was colt of pedigree. 1t had famous
racing sire. Had it been branded on its
silken coat with the word Sin it could
not have been more an object of silep,
condemnation to Cordelia. To her IL
was the carnal representative of the
pomps and vanities of this wicked
world. Joel was not unmindful of it;
but the colt-was the colt!
Tractable and gentle as a kitten, led by
little halter it would run by the side OF
Joel, as he drove to market. 1t even
sought with soft whinny to WOO Cor
della as she passed the paddock in hel
clean gray dress and white cap; but
Cordelia never turned her head. Joe
smiled softly to himself, yet respected
Cordelia's notions all the same.
The colt grew apace. The neighbors
men and women, also respected Corde
las notions-insomuch that the very
few men friends of Joel would wait un
I'll she had passed on to meeting before
they strolled over to Joefs to "hev
look at that colt"
1t was whilst Cordelia was away thai
the colt was first "broke into harness.
Little breaking was required, for b,
Joefs methods Enid" (for such wa!
the colts name) seemed to understand
1t was proud promotion and behaved
accordingly.
When the evening came on, after TIT
days work was over, Cordelia, like
picture of placid rectitude, sat on thu
porch, the spray sprinkling the grass
and then would Joel harness the littl'
colt and drive away for an hour, return
ing to devote himself to Cordelia ant
his reading. BY his suppressed jubi
lance Cordelia knew the horse was act
ing magnificently and realizing al
Joers dreams of colt with such pedi
gree.
Lands sake, Mis- Brown" said Mis-
Field, neighbor with lisp and a snin