The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1897-06-24
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his mind. Wrapped closely in his furs.
with the cutter skimming along the ice,
these thoughts found pleasant accom-
paniment in the silvery tinkle of tie
bells which jingled around his horses
neck. AS n general thing he met no
one on the icy road from the mine 20 the
village. Sometimes there was pre-
cession of sleighs bearing supplies fer
his own mine and those beyond, and
when this procession was seen, Ken.
yon had to look out for some place by
the side of the track where he could
pull up his horse and cutter and allow
the teams to pass. The snow ON each
side of the cutting was so deep that
these bays were shoveled out here and
there to permit teams to get past each
other. He had gone half way to the
village when he saw ahead of him a
pair of horses which he at once recog-
nized as those belonging to the hotel
keeper. He drew up in the first bay and
awaited the approach of the sleigh. He
saw that it contained visitors for him.
self. because the driver. on recognizing
him, had turned round and spoken to
the occupants of the vehicle. As it came
along the man drew up and nodded
to Kenyon, who, although ordinarily the
most polite of men, did not return the
salutation. He was stricken dumb with
astonishment at seeing who was in the
sleigh. One woman was so bundled up
that not even her nose appeared out
in the cold, but the smiling, rosy face
of the other needed no introduction to
John Kenyon.
"Well, Mr.. Kenyon" cried laughing
voice, ''you did not expect to see nle
this morning, did you?"
II confess did not" said John, "and
yet" here he paused. He was going to
say, "and yet l was thinking of you,"
but he checked himself.
Miss Longworth, who had a talent
for reading the unspoken thoughts of
John Kenyon, probably did not need to
be told the end of the sentence. "Are
you going to the village?" she asked
II was going; I am not going now"
That's right. 1 was just going to
invite you to turn round with us. You
see, we are on our way to look at the
mine, and, l suppose, we shall have to
obtain the consent of the manager be-
fore we can do So" Miss Longworths
companion had emerged for moment
from her wraps and looked at John
but instantly retired among the furs
again with shiver. She was not sc
young as her companion, and she cor-
sidered this the most frightful climate
she had ever encountered.
Now" said John, although your
sleigh is very comfortable, think this
cutter of mine is even more so. 1t is
intended for two. Won't you step out
of the sleigh into the cutter? Then,
ii the driver will move on, can turn
and we will follow the Sleigh"
II shall be delighted to do So" said
the young woman, shaking herself free
from the buffalo robe and stepping
| lightly from the sleigh to the cutter,
| pausing, however, for a moment be-
fore she did so, to put her own wraps
over her companion. John tucked her
in beside himself, and, as the sleigh
| jingled on, he slowly turned his pony
round into the road again. 81 have got
a pretty fast pony" he said, but
think we will let them drive on ahead.
1t irritates this little horse to see any
thing in front of her."
Then we can make up speed" said
Edith, ''and catch them before they
| get to the mine. Is it far from here?"
| "No, not very far; at least, it doesn't
take long to get there with smart
horse"
Il have enjoyed this experience ever
1 4
ther had come to Montreal on business,
so l came with him, as usual, and. be
ing there, 1 thought would run up here