Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-05-29

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| lady in the North Countree. NJ
uncle had small stud farm. Why he
kept it up there out Of reach or any
hounds, and a long way from any gooC
market. was a matter of wonder to
some folks. but it was his hobby, and
he could afford to lose a bit over it
which he certainly did. Before settling
down on his northern estates he had
been a good rider to hounds and ,
fair Judge of horses, and he carried his
happy memories of the Shires and the
Yorkshire Wolds into this land of Vul-
picides, where his keepers ranked the
fox with ordinary vermin. Elsie had
had no chance of learning her horse
manship in the field, but nevertheless
was very pretty rider, thanks to her
fathers tuition, and, fearless as a
young kitten, could mount anything
she could persuade the old stud groom
to let her try.
But her fayorite was a grand up
standing black, the envy Of every life
guardsman who visited Dundaya, with
coat like a satin kirtle and a grand tail
just banged-my uncle allowed no
docks"
He knew his mistress well, and
though usually difficult to ride, never
pulled an ounce in her light hand, ala
carried her to perfection.
Black Eagle now stood by the step,
and in a moment or two acknowledged
the light form and gentle hand of his
lady by a series of curvets, more dis
turbing to the gravel than to her poise
She was picture, with her bright, fan
locks neatly twisted under a straw hat.
her blue eyes glancing; the little
rather impertinent nose, softened in eff
feet by the mouths sweetness; the tail
figure in its plain gray habit undulai-
ing like flower stem in the breeze 70
every movement of her pet
My own mount was in it's way as
perfect-a dappled drab, noted for his
calm and equable disposition an.:
charming PAGES, for was not great
the saddle, and though | loved a good
galop when all conditions fitted. dill
not like either my nerve or my "ses-
sion' severely tested.
Where away?" | inquired, when we
two had fairly started. We took no
servant, as often, through the lonely
miles and miles of lovely Scotch fir and
heather, changing in places to sylvan
scenes mare varied, nothing stranger
than squirrel or rabbit would cross
our route.
"Oh," said Elsie, '"tis early yet"
we've plenty of time to take the river
side, and down towards Cairn Crags.
and home by Rhynnie wood, on chance
of meeting of jan
SO away we cantered that morn OF
early June, thinking Of nothing but en-
joyment. How delicious the scent OF
the pollen that flew from the blossom.
ing frs as the wind of our going stir
red their lower branches; how lovely
the sun on their rudy tops when gaps
in the forest made a harbor for beams
and rays of dazzlement Away we
cantered through the approaches,
through the big iron gates, always
open when the family were at home,
down to the river drives where the
Clark stream flowed solemnly below us,
or broke its temper over rougher
reaches where the rocks closed in and
narrowed its way We didn't talk
much after awhile: we had said all
our say, and the sound of the water and
the song of the birds were more delight
full than any human tones could have
been just then. BY and by our roao
ceviated from the course of the stream
as we neared the region called Cairn
Crags Here the geological formation
had changed and the rocks were all
solid granite; their lovely red blotches
and markings so picturesque by the
apple greenness of early summer, yet
emlnded one of dark traditions handed
down as to the doings of Elsie's fero-
,ious forbears. For among the
Lumbled rocks and stone heaps were
great cave-like crevices where, they
men, hiding, had been
smoked out like wasps and slaughtered
as they fed forth, so that their blood
made eternal stains upon the stones.
But it was now all still and sweet and
lovely. Our path Eve had left the
drivel was on sward that made our
hoof treads soundless, and widened out
into small park-like plain. with the
great crags topped by ancient frs ris-
ing on one hand and on the other low
err and more shattered rocks, all red
granite. heather mixed, tossed them
selves away into the verge of the great
forests that ran for miles and miles on
the Dundava property.
We were speechless and admiriug,
and so quiet was our approach that
several rabbits, popping in and out OF
the nearer cairns took no notice of our
coming.
Such light breaths of air as there
were met our faces and blew the gold
en- strays of hair into Elsie's eyes.
looked at her. Our pace had brought
faint flush into her cheek, her ex
preston was one of almost spiritual
happiness as she gazed round on the
lovely scenes: and felt how little Won
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