The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1898-08-16
The Hero Of Break Neck HiLI..
BY MARY LOWE DICKINSON.
COPYRIGHTED. 1898. BY SUCCESS. COOPER UNION. New YORK.

the house, I should judge, from the
size Of the list Yes" he added, as his
eyes ran over the paper which he laid
before the young man, "a good many
carriages are engaged, and all the
young ladies are going to ride together
on the top Of the Tally-ho. The boys
are trimming the coach up now with
u colors, and every girl has her ban
ner; and il n is to judge by the way
they are flying about through the cor
ridors, they are getting together all the
g~orgeousness the house aft 1rd
That's fne," aaid Tom. smiling,
well bring them home proud enough,
but" he added, a little anxiously,
-"who's going to drive the Tally ho9'
"Bill-BM Hoyt. We've no other
such whip, and so many horses ere en-
gagged that WE shall have to put some
high steppers before the coach. /
couldn't trust them with anybody but
Bill"
Butt the young man hesitated-
"can you always trust Bill9"
Yes, always, il there's work on
hand. Bills no fool. He does take a
glass sometimes, but his pride in TAX
ing such a company and bringing them
back safely, and his pride in the house,
will keep him steady enough. / never
knew him to touch a drop when he
was trusted with a team. Let's try
Bill"
The young man tried to be easy in
mind. Nevertheless, he sauntered into
the dining room, where Hugh Graham,
in conve' tional attire, was giving some
fual directions to the walters.
What is it, Tome" he said, quickly
coming toward his classmate and com
rade.
Fact is, Hugh, I'm a bit upset
about the game. It's going to be a
big affair-whole house goiDg-all the
young ladies On top of the Tally ho.
Colby has made up his mind to go on
ahead and dine in Bethlehem. Some
body-well, you know what I mean,
Hugh-ought to go with him and dine
with him. Dick Fulton ought to do
it, but he won't want to. Ny sister
Edith is going on the Tally no, and
we'll, Dick lean to go there. So /
ought TO go with Colby, for if he fails
the game fails, and we are down for
the rest of the season, Now, I'm upset,
lor i've the fox and the goose and the
corn puzzle with me-. I don't want to
trust OuiOy to dine with whomevtr he
may chance upon at the Maplewocd or
the Slncialr-L don't want to trust
Edith with Dick" His face flushed
L be looked steadily out to the dis
tant hill, ACROSS which white banks of
clouds were drifting in the summer
wind-''and, hang it all! I don't want
to trust the Tally no with Edith and,
we'll, Mabel-and all the rest, to Bill. "
For a moment there was silence.
Tnen Hugh said, quietly: Don't tor
ment yourself, Tom. You go with
Colby, because we must win the game
to day. Of course-and he's the best
man"
Tine best except one" said Tom,
quickly
Hugh took no notice. You go early
and keep Colby in shape. Trust the
ladies and the Tally-h no and Bill to me
I had not intended to go over, but I
! will"
You don't mean it9 That's too
splendid"
"YO III can feel quite safe about them"
said Hugh, as the great doors of the
dining room swung open and the eager
throng poured in, in all the charm of
gala attire, and the meal went on
with more than usual laughter and
merry talk and the excitement of a
festive hour.
The journey was a long six miles at
least-through the narrow Franconian
streets, up through the sand dunes OF
Forest Hill, on owe the uplands, and
at least into Bethlehem town. B 1T it
was not too long for the Joyous party
that looked, as it rode bet ween the
trees by the roadside, like a movable
parterre Of fair fJwers, and gay
streamers, and bright hued garments.
and faces aglow with youth. As if
proud OF their burden, the spirited
horses pranced down the Bethlehem
street to the green at Maplewood. and
the coach, guided by the skillful hands
that held the reins, swung gracefully