The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-04-11

nearly crying when Bingham spoke to her
for the second time. He had Just mounted
| fresh horse, and was discussing sandwiches
! ana scotch. Kitty's eyes instinctiYely moved
May offer you a"
"Oh, thanks very much. I didn't bring any
and | am so very
Mind, Miss Price It is only Scotch and
dash Of water-yery short"
She took modest sip. and although II
stopped her breath and brought tears to her
eyes. she took another and a deeper. 1t sent
the blood tingIing again to he fiIiger-tfps and
aroused that courage that is sometimes called
"Hark! bark. what's that? BY love. they've
found-they are away-gt our corner, too!
! We are in luck-follow me, Miss Price"
And away he dashed, with the joyful Daunt-
less at his heels.
Before old Jack Gale, the hutsman. was
out Of the wood. the fox was leading his
pack, a dozen fields away.
The first to show in pursuit was Basil Bng-
hams pink coat; in close attendance big
horse with a girlish rider sitting erect and
steady, as they shot down the slope towards
the valley. over green, fields. flying the easy
fences one after another. Dauntless never
gave her shake, but he tore for his head.
and she might as well have pulled at To-
comotive-so she let him out, clinched her
teetn ana sat tight. with the result that
he shot past Bingham and led the field.
This was unbearable to that keen rider.
He must not pass, but he would at least run
with her, so he pressed his gallant gray
She heard him laundering behind, and with
all her strength viciously kicked the sharp
spur to the hilt into the startled Dauntless
He bounded up and savagely increased his
pace. They reached the valley; hedge q
ditch road. six-foot stone wall, then Brazil
sea marshes.
For God S sake, Miss Price don't ATTEMPT
that wall shouted Bingham.
Kitty was in the power Of Dauntless, but
seif-possessed enough to make a show OF
spirit; so she raised her crop and smote
her mount severely on his shoulder In his
stride he landed in the road and topped the
wall In style that would have won him the
first prize at Agricultural hall. He was
really boiling furiOusly. but she headed him
straight for the hounds who. a mile in
front, were at tremendous pace chasing the
best fox of the season.
Bingham, by his superior knowledge of the
country, kept well up, but do all he knew he
couldn't race alongside It was a steepIechase
and only two lin it, and the only spectator
was old Jack Gale, the huntsman doing his
level best to get up furlongs behind in the
greatest run of his long experience. So they
doggedly kept the pace for thirty minutes
through pillow and pasture, over or through
every obstacle. till Todd's knoll was
reached, up whose steep sides the foaming
snorting Dauntless now swayed and scram-
bled from that relentless spur.
Cooling to his quivering nostrils and
streaming sides was the keen wind that met
them as they reached the hilltop. Right away
beneath them was a long, glorious descent
OF green down-then the River Tresk on
the other side the stately mansion of Queens
Weston, the windows all ablaze with a royal
red welcome, reflected from the setting sun
Kitty was close now 10 the flying fox and
the music OF the hounds rang exultant in tha
invigorating air. The inspiration OF il an
affected both horse and rider and reused again
their failing strength. Down the slope with
his ears cooked forward plunged the bald
Dauntless; his riders eyes seemed full of hot
blood and every nerve to throb in unison
with the straining heart OF the gallant beast
Bingham and old Jack Gale the huntgman.
were on the hill and over the brow in time TO
speed.
Below was the River Tresk, twenty-eigh.
rect from bank to bank. The fox was
through and the hounds after him. Nothing
coud stay the fearful impetus Of the great
horse; both he and his rider were dazed and
needless OF consequences. True to his train
ing he took off, the firm bank; the forces
OF nature did the rest. She saw the river be-
meath her like a fash of light and felt tha
thud OF his landing clean and c.ever on tire
opposite shore. A few faltering steps, and
the pair stopped, gasping and trembling
among the hounds. who were deyourIng ne
fox under the very walls Of Queens Weston
Twenty minutes elapsed before Bingham
and Gale could get round, via the nearest
bridge. both breathless and bursting with
congratulations. By that time Kitty had
dismounted; the CORY spur was thrown into
the Tresk. and the bleeding side of the sub
riders handkerchief NJ
i was very cool and collected young Iadv
whom Basil Bingham escorted into Ouaens
Weston. and made tea for with he $50
miraLion. win au-
IheTe are two sights you will Immediately
be taken to see II you are ever a visitor ~
queens weston, First to stable or mad
Jock 70 inspect Daunt.ess, Mrs. Ringham's
Iayorlte hunter, and then, close BY. to tha
River Tresk, where Two white hosts s oro
erected on each side to mark the scene of a
great event and Bingham will tell YOU he
saw MS wife clear II himself Before we
were married, you know--twenty eight feet
ms de the banks. after a nine fnffe punssh-
ing run from point to po.nt and sixty min.
utas from find to nniah. AnaA-