The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1897-11-12

plyN impossible. She would sink, she
knew.
And Jack was thinking that he would
sink if she didn't. What was the mat
ter? How did she know that he pre-
sumed TO love her? He would go away
where he could be by himself whilst he
thought it over. Accordingly he passed,
with long. soldierly strides, down the
avenue, followed the beaten road that
led out beyond the barracks.
Madeline, whether distraught with
sighting Jack or from mere freak of
feminine fancy. not long after rode
down the long street, mounted on Tiger
Chief; and for once she rode alone over
her accustomed route into the country.
The barracks was in CONSERVATION;
but as this was possibly one OF the cir
cumstances counted on by Madeline,
\ SIZE seemed unconscious of anything
unusual. and galloped rapidly on. pass
ing Jack at spanking pace, vouch-
safing him just the slightest inclination
of her head. She was soon out OF
sight around a bend in the road that
wound through the woods, skirting
creek that flowed few miles away into
the Laramie.
Jack. though much perturbed. kept
moving mechanically forward. lie had
an intimate acquaintance with the
character of Tiger Chief-an admirable
animal in the main. yet with temper
prompting him 10 wild vagaries at mo-
ments when they could at least be
avoided and might do most harm.
lack obtained his knowledge of Tiger
Chief from supervision OF his colt
hood and from many royal battle ior
supremacy. lie saw Madeline disap-
pear at a reckless pace with deep mis-
r,vings. lie hurried forward. The
beat Of Tiger Chiefs hoof' could be
heard in rhythmic cadence till they
passed out Of hearing.
In the silence following Jack passed
the bend in the road. There was an
other a little farther on; Madeline was
ont of sight. But murmur struck his
ear. and he soon distinguished the
saund OF mad hoof beats on the haru
surface of the road ahead sight was
not needed to interpret this SOUND
Tiper Chief had bolted. and was now
ulunging on his way back TO the Bar
racks. Had he thrown Madeline? THIS
, question was barely formed before u
was answered.; for, like whirlwind
Tiger Chief came into view round the
bend. with head protruding and every
; muscle distended, rushing on TO disas
ter.
Madeline was still on his back, cling
irg heplessly; her white face shon'
over the TANKS of the black charger
like a dove flying athwart thunde'
cloud.
Nearer and nearer came the run
away. quite undaunted by the human
midget he saw standing in his pain
:. He would run him down; he woul'
:. ,rample him under foot. With fierce
5 leaps the maddcned horse sprang upol
the figure before him; il was not wortl
while TO swerve.
But what has he hanging TO hi
y birdie bits? What wrenches at the mus
I cles of his neck and strikes his kne
: Joints? Is il possible that il is the MAJ
!. he lust struck down? He will shak
d the incumberance off. But. not still
d clings and wrestles. and hauls his nos
d almost TO his feet Now that the bloc
/, il clearing from his eyes he will see
e What Here. close to his face is Ia
/ king Of men and horseback Silvis
n here. on his bride is the hand OF tn
man who reared him. What does II a
/. mean. anyhow? Tiger Chief droppe
y his head and touched Jacks hand wit
Y his nostrils. giving a sharp whinny a
!. expressive of sorrow and submission a
N it was possible to make.