New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-01-04
Obe SUbne Horse.
IN TWO PARTS.-PART II.

for the rest of his life ne hoped that would not
be long for he did not care to go living
that he had the touibstones in the church
yard with the of his father AND brothers
and little Joyce of the mill
He led his horses away next day. He did not
want to give them all away in village, because
that would have lessened the value Of his gift to
the young man who was going into fish, and be-
sides it would have been awkward to have so
many horses of the same name in one village.
He gave away a horse at each village he passed
through, and with every horse he gave away he
felt happier and lighter. And when he had given
away the fourth his rheumatism went and when
he had given away the seventh his beard gone.
Now" he said to himself. 81 will ride home and
end my days in my village and be buried with
my own people"
So he turned his horses head toward home. and
he felt so gay and light-limbed he could hardly be-
lieve that he really DID, old man. And he
rode
And at the end of the village he stopped and
rubbed his eyes, for there stood the Round Mound
and on the slope was st 3Gyes i0o a Pbss
neckerchief, and pink print gown with little red
:'Oh Diggory. Diggory" she cried. you've
back. then; you'll take me with you now. won't
Tiazs you got 10. LICKING tnss glass my DEAR said
Tas THn in anq and in it. And he
the young brown face and the same
him and he was not old any more. And there
Joyce, looking up with face as sweet as bunch
win you take ne?" said she.
He stopped down and kissed the face that was so
sweet.
tn take you said he.
And as they went along to his home he told her
Well but she said you've got wish apple
why so have" said he; IF haven't forgotten
Wen make that into the fortune you went out
to find. Do-do let me look at it.
He pulled out the apple. and she took 1t in her
hand she sat behind him on the big white
horse.
Yes our fortunes made he said: but I do
wish 1 knew why / turned old like that.
Just then Invicta stumbled. and Joyce caught at
her lover to herself from falling, and when
she caught at him the apple slipped from her hand
on the road Diggory did know why he had
grown old like that He knew that the magician
had arranged long before that every wish apple
that used outside the orchard should add ten
had made him a hundred years old, and the spell
could only undone by the wisher's giving away
what he'd wished for. So that il was Diggory's
generosity in giving away the horses that
had taken him back to the proper age for being
happy I don't want to be moral, and l am
very sorry. but it really was that.
He carried Joyce home TO his fathers house; Tney
about the wasted wish apples.
You're soon back my son., said the woodcutter,
laughing
Have you found your fortune?'
Yes" said Diggory, here she is!
And he presented Joyce. The woodcutter laughed
than ever. for the millers daughter was
bit of heiress.
We'll welli' he said. $3.50
So they were married. And they had little
farm. and the white horse was put to the plough
and to the cart and to the harrow and the wagon,
and he worked hard and they worked hard so that
they all throve and were happy as long as ever
they lived.-CThe Ladies' Field