The Brandon news., 1903-03-12

"Misanliza!" no answer. He went to
her room; she was not there; then to
the door, and looked about, and at last
to the gate and down the road, and
there such sight met his view that
his eyes seemed to start from their
sockets.
Down the road with lowered head,
and paving the road, came Mr.. Per-
kins' bull, old Plato, and before him,
fleeing for her life, ran Miss Eliza, his
Misanliza-
What could he do? AS II in answer to
his question the red table cloth, hang
ing from the line, tapped across his
face; quick as thought he tore if from
it's fastenings, and screaming at the
top of his voice.
s"I'me comm, Misanliza. Hi you
Plato! Hi-hi-yah-yah!"
Such a noise diverted the bulls at
tention from the fleeing figure in front,
and he turned. This fiery object writh-
ing and twisting about reused all his
fierceness, and with a loud below he
fairly flew for Mugsy.
After running a short distance, and
the thud of the bulls hoofs coming
nearer and nearer, Mugsy knew he
could never reach the gate, SO dropping
the tableclOth, he scrambled over the
stone wall just as Plato was upon him.
He dropped on the other side, but
something else fell too. There was a
faint cry, and then it was very still
save for the heavy breathing of the
bull as he trampled and tore the table
cloth into ribbons. Having vented his
wrath on this article, he gaIloped down
the road and was soon out of sight.
Presently Miss Eliza's head appeared
above the wall on the opposite side of
the road. How quiet it was; the bull
had disappeared and where was Mugsy?
In fear and trembling she regained the
road and walked quickly towards the
house.
She passed the remains of the table
cloth. Such pity! The diamond pat
tern had been her pride and joy; "but
then it might been me-" she thought,
and went on.
Through the house and barn she
went, calling "Mugsy, Mugsy," and her
heart beat faster and faster, for she
did not hear the familiar lime a COM
in, Misanliza"
table cloth, had been very near the
stone wall, and she ran down to where
it lay and looked over.
There lay Mugsy, his eyes closed and
a heavy stone on one foot.
Miss Eliza pulled several of the
stones from the wall SO she could step
over, and lifted off the heavy one that
lay on Mugsy's foot
She caught him in her arms and kiss
ed him again and again, rubbed his
hands and called his name
Mugsy opened his eyes and said
faintly,-
I'm comin'.''
Miss Eliza rolled up her apron and
put it under Mugsy's head and then
hastened back to the house, where she
put two of her best down pillows into
the wheelbarrow and ssturning to
Mugsy, lifted him gently in and started
for the house.
When she reached the gate she saw
Silas Perkins coming up the road, lead
ing his bull by a stout chain attached
to ring in his nose.
well, I never was so glad to see
you, Sile Perkins. You jist mitch that
critter O. yourn to that apple tree, an
hitch him strong, harness up old Peg,
and go for Doctor Wakefield That
beast has most killed my boy.'
s3Your boy! Well, I swan"
eyes, my boy; don't stand there ask
ing foolish questions; don't know
but he'll die
Farmer Perkins meekly obeyed-
most everybody did when Miss Eliza
commanded.
Miss Somers laid Mugsy on his sofa
in the kitchen, and made him as COM
Portable as possible
Soon she heard Farmer Perkins
whoa, Peg!" and Doctor Wakefield
hurried in.
well, Mugsy, what's the trouble?
OA, oOC, lAClC, SLSduy uOW, Sdlu luc
doctor, as he cut off the boot and stock
ing. "Humph, we must have a little
ether, / guess; now just take long
breath; that's the boy, again; once
more"
AS Mugsy lost consciousness, Doctor
Wakefield turned to Miss Eliza and
said
''It's pretty bad, but there's only one
small bone broken, he will be round
spry as eve. in few weeks
The doctor stayed until Mugsy began
to recover from the effects of the ether,
and then Miss Eliza knelt by the side
of the sofa and said,-
s"How did you come to think Of the
table cloth, Mugsy?"
He stole one arm around Miss Eliza's
neck and said;-
81 knowed yer warnt much on racin'
liked yer, just-like-a
girl"
One Sunday morning six months af-
ter, Miss Eliza stood at the font in the
little village church with a how about