New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-03-28

Albert.
She still looked at me. and she repeated
"Wcn?"
ION the whole. ] agree with the previous
speaker" l said But hesltated
But WHAT
why perhaps you can't ride. You KNOW
you've depended on the hunting horn. and on
NOT having your weight evenly distributed. Al
ter all the test OF the thing is whether you can
ride or not
II will ride or die" she answered. like the
brave little knight she was. But she did not
look like a knight: she still had the appearance
Of a spirited WELL bred, womanly woman which
she was, also.
She gathered the bride more closely
IF fall ] trust 10 one OF you TO pick me
up Forward On, Let us go where glory
waits u.s.
She shook the little whip she carried Her
horse cantered forward and we followed
Really. she did not make the notable figure
had feared she would. When reform becomes
a fact we are not haf startled as we had
expected to be: il IS remarkable how quickly
the thing seems commonplace. and as II IT mad
always been so The sun shOne. the earth
moved on serenely as gaoped along tow
ard Yarmouth Station. 1t is true that we
met few people. but those whom we aid meet
",
came along on small load of hay He was
sitting in the middle Of the load he had The
reins pulled up over one arm so that he might
have the use Of both hands in lighting his pipe
He had made hollow of his hands. to shield
the flame Of the just-ignjted match. l saw him.
and | wondered how he would be affected. The
result transcribed my widest fears
He was seized with so overmastering a feeling
Of curiosity that his lighted match dropped on
to the hay and the hay bazed up instantly.
We were off our saddles so quickly that have
never known to this day how we did it.
Albert ran to the horse that was dragging the
cart and caught the reins at the bits.
Get down Get down. he yelled It'll all
be ablaze in a minute.
But the man didn't know enough to move
Amabel, free and unmpeded woman. spranS
UP on the shaft and grabbed at the mans hand
She literally pulled him off the smouIdering
load Of hay for, being packed tightly, 1t was
now smouldering more than blazing. but IT
would blaze soon enough.
The man stood up and brushed his hat down
the front Of his clothes.
II vumw he said He looked at his load Of
hay and then at Amabel. Il do vum!' he re-
peated.
Les take out the horse" said Albert. who
was already unfastenng the chain traces. But
the man was too dazed to help: he brushed his
hat down in front of him again. brushed 1t hur-
riedly as If the act were of vital Importance
stepped forward and gave assistance TO AL
bert and in a moment we had the horse fastened
TO birch tree a few rods away. Then we stood
and looked There seemed TO be nothing more to
do but to look.
That hays bound to burn" remarked the boy
Il don't see s we can ring up the fire department.
P'raps you won't light your pipe on your next
load
AS he spoke Albert turned 70 the stranger. l
was sorry for the man. He had dropped his hat
to the ground and was standing bent forward,
with his hands in his pockets.
VISIT I'd brought my pitchfork," he said.
Guess we could er pitched off the top"
Guess couldn't" impatienty returned AL
bert THE minute begun to pitch 'twoud
burn still harder. l don't want to pitch burning
hay"
"First-class English" remarked the man. desc
lately. "cut off'n my best medder; takn' 1t over
to Bill Wilson's. in Barnstable's; he's short er
hay this yearI shant cut nigh s. much this sea-
SON"
oh I'm so sorry" exclaimed Amabel.
The man wheeled slowly about. his great feet
scarcely stirring in the dust OF the road, He
stared a moment and then he said:
BE ye?"
Yes yes. It's too bad"
WALL ponderously. cts all OWN to VOW any
way
ITO me-" Indignantly.
"Yeh: sure's a gun I shouldn't er dropped my
match If you'd been ridin'' s you'd ough.e- hem"
Here a chuckle from Albert The mans rad
died old face actually changed expression.
ID YOU think he began again. that Teller
en- see YOU ridin' long one er these Christian
roads. settin' a straddle er your boss. n be re-
sponsible for droppn lighted match onto
load or hay BY gosh If ia ben on top er load
er gunpowder. I shd hev dropped my match jes
the same. ~ we'd all ben blowed TO kingdom
come long fore this We wouldn't be standn
here watchn' my best English hay burnin' up
Wonder what M wife II say. l amt the man
TO want TO tell she that was Eunce Calkins bout
this fire. She'll want er know the paruc iers
amt the man that feels like givin um 10 her
No, | amt. " she won't bneVe uin, ei,heI
Shell say / had whiskey. Wisht had
wish't had sumpthin' thatd make me uncoh-
scious for one spell.
Just then slow. dense wave OF smoke came
from the cart and wrapped us about There was
hardly a breath Of air. We coughed and with
drew still farther We had before this. hitched
our horses at distance.
Jest beyond Yarmouth Station; first house
Won come to-stan's eend to the road. painted
weller bout ten year ago. You can't miss H.
Amt no othe- round Darn it-darn II all
say-to thunder! ,
I'm sorry you lay 1t TO me-" said Amabel
gently WAS this hay very valuableY
"TWenty dollars TOM l had bout SIX
hunderdweight--six HUNDRED good
.neohal turned 10 her brother Albert" she
said. what is the value of 6oo pounds OF nay al
500 a TOM - ,,..,,.
Goose" he replied; twenty hundredweight
makes one ton.
"Well?'
well" with some violence, you shan't pay
for that hay-ycu shant 90 IL. You an u
blame" .,
IF she amt. sh'd like to know VINO ls-tnat
all | say" burst in the owner or the nay
Here | be a drivin' long. innersunt as lali''t
m all TO once there comes long woman p
gallopin on a hess jest as If she was man,
IL. ha Z