The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1898-12-02

stop EN-! Stop emil!
The young horse was feet. There
was no fear of that awful nitro
glycerin to freeze it's blood and be-
numb it's energies. 1t liked a race as
well as anything in the world, and at
the word of command it went down the
level country road, stretching away
from the base of the hill. with u speed
that was astonishing.
The boy hoped at first to overtake
and stop the team. He believed if he
could get his muscular right hand on
the bit of the near horse he could safe
ly bring the wagon to standstill. The
dust cloud lifted a moment as he gained
on the wawgon, and revealed the white.
frightened face of Ida Maya pitiful
face, in its deep fear, as she chung to
the springy seat.
go, Billy! Go, Billy!" the boy
coaxed; do your best, your very best.
Go! Col"
His voice had in it quavering thrill
that stirred the young horse to its ut
most speed With ears bent back to
catch the lightest whisper, it swept
over the road like trained hunter.
The horse hitched to the nitro
glycerin wagon were now running
away in downright earnest. They con-
tinued to hear that frightening "clink,
clank." behind them, together with a
rapid clatter of hoofs, and they ran
like mad.
But the wagon was no light load and
the speedy young horse soon gained
Yard by yard it decreased the distance,
until it was up with the wagon. The
boy tried to smile encouragingly to
Ida May, who was clinging to the seat
in scared and crouching heap.
Just ahead, at the side of the road,
was a stone and broken place in the
fence. The team veered from him to-
ward the stone, and the boys heart
seemed to stop beating. From the
thought of what it might mean If a
wheel struck that stone he shrunk as
from blow.
Under the sting of the pillow lines.
which he now laid on unsparingly, the
young horse developed burst of speed
that quickly carried it alongside the
runaways. The stone was just ahead
The team swerved further from him,
with lurching movement, and dashed
through the gap of the fence into the
rocky field, the off-wheel grazing the
stone.
Though he grew sick and giddy with
fear, the boy did not lose his presence
CT mind.
Jump out!" he sharply commanded.
Ida May tried to obey and half
climbed to her feet in the end of the
seat nearest him, from which the mo-
ton seemed about to hurl her.
Then the wagon passed him, its ter
rible load jolting and banging. AS it
did so, he crowded the young horse al
most against the front wheel, and,
leaning far over, snatched Ida May
from her bounding perch and drew her
across the horse.
With shaking hand he turned the
horse then rode back into the highway.
His eyes were shining like stars, his
breast was heaving, his checks were red
and his lips were white. The young
horse was painting and its satiny coat
was fecled with foam from it's jaws.
At the other side of the rocky field
was stone wall, toward which the
maddened team was dashing. Too late
the horses saw they could not leap it
and sought to turn aside. 1t was q
sharp, rending turn; and the wagon
seemed to go over with the lightness
of wind-lifted leaf.
Then the very earth reeled and shook
as if in the throes of an earthquake;
and in that same moment team and
wagon ceased to be.
But you saved Ida May!" sobbed
lobe Springer, as he took the child in
his arms some minutes afterward.
You saved Ida May! For that, may
God bless you!"-Golden Days.