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

mo, that is a pleasure to come for
you, Mr., Briddon4'.
Let's see; it's at Over, amt it,
mfss?" as
Yes, at Over, Mr.. Briddon; IL o'clock
Monday morning. l particularly wish
to be there. Patcham station, please. =
ThatH mean boxing the 'oss thirty
mile. III have to send a lad with it.
VIII you use your own saddle. MISS"
Hem-ha. I'm glad you mentioned
that. Twill borrow one of yours Mine
is Every much in need of repairs"
So they walked through the stables,
Briddon introducing his cattle.
Now, here's a nice lady's hunter, miss
Primrose; stand over, Primrose. Old Mrs.
Gresham rides her often. A lovely mouth-a
child could hold her with a reel Of cotton
Mr.. Briddon, We might well understand
one another. | want a horse-an outstanding
horse; not weed" like this"
Her quick eyes detected the quarters Of the
animal she sought and she rezolutely moved
in that direction.
Now. this is my style, Mr. Briddon; this is
horse" She boldly felt his hooks and ran
her fingers down his pasterns. Legs like
steel bars, and what shoulder! He will suit
me. What's his name?"
Lord bless you, miss, that's young Daunt-
less, that is. He's mans hoss he IL. Car
ries me, sixteen stone, and will take a five
together, he does; fast enough to win the
Grand National. You don't want boss like
that, miss"
But l do. That is Just the horse do like
to ride. If he can carry sixteen stone and fy
gates, what couldn't he do with my eight
stone?'
why, it would be just an holiday for him.
that would. But excuse me. Miss. l can't let
you ride Dauntless 1t would mean me being
tried for manslaugher. N that e ha a &C
in him. but when hounds running you
wouldn't hold him for two minutes
Look here Mr. Briddon, that is all non
sense You should see the animal that 1
usually ride. You haven't a conveyance in
your stable that l couldn't steer I don't want
a screw or any old lady's Primrose Your
usual charge for that class is e. IS | believe:
| will give you IS 5s for day with Dauntless
and return him safe and sound. l will have
no other, so il we cannot do business | will
go elsewhere
"Well-wel Miss I don't like to disappoint
any lady, and. as | said before. the oss has
many time at exercise. You will
find what say is right; he will
have. his own way when hounds are
running. and he wants some stopping
That settles it, You will box him to
Patcham. station to meet me at 20 o cock
on Monday and, by the way, you lend
me crop--Tnine is misplaced To avoid fur
ther- trouble | prefer to pay now, and, re-
member, il you send any other horse but
Dauntless l will not ride it, and you VIII have
TO return my money"
The somewhat astOnished but satisfied Bird
don poeketed the guineas and promised strict
compliance with orders, remarking soto
Voce. tnat Htue uns were always PiUCked
Returning to the town she purchased a
stylish ittle felt hat and treated herself to a
pair OF gloves, also devotirg much care in the
selection and purchase Of a particularly sharp
and penetrating spur.
Monday was always a great day with his
lordshlps hounds. The enforced abstinence
of Sunday whetted the appetites of the sports
men and there was always a large field. This
evenuul Monday was no exception TO the
rule. Kitty left her affectonate family under
the impression that she was going to take
an unusual ride on the cid pony.
She was calm and collected. as behtted the
occasion. The real the mighty Dauntless,
in charge of lad, was awaiting her at the
station. The noble beast suffered her f. I I..f
his neck and kiss him on his velvety nose.
The lad threw her up, and with the parting
injunction to him to look out for her ahouf
6, she troted off to the meet
At the crossroads at Over a brilliant COM
pany assembled, and among them the par
sons daughter moved almost unnotined
Basil Bingham was the first to reeoguize ana
wish her Good morning."
Why. Miss Price. you here I think this
Is the very frst time have had the pleasure
Il rarely get the chance Mr. Bingham
kind Providence has provided me with q
mount today. anyhow, and am going to en-
Joy myself" ~ On
Not exactly lady's horse. is he? Rut
II ne is as good as he looks you should see
some OF the fun
''Oh, think we shall be in it-at least. we
ham?' ~ DiNs-
''Skerrit's Scrubs-never much luck about
here" ~'oUe
1t was bright but cold day. the atmos-
phere chilly in the extreme. During a long
slow morning the show was better than
the sport. succession OF depressing pron1e-
nades from one empty cover to anotber
brought o'clock. The hounds were inst
put into the Stoke woods. Sheltering in
tired, cross, for the day was passing sufffIy
and with it her chance of distinguishing her.
self. Dauntless. sick OF inaction. was rest
lass and troublesome. The girl was very