New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1904-09-14

SN1iAeSO
Nov, then, for the elopement!
chuekled Uncle Ben. And here's the
$500. I'll give Walter another hun
dred before the thing comes off,
..Dear old Uncle Ben, but what a
good man you arew Sarah said CRATE
fully.
Eyes, all wool and a yard wide,'' he
replied as he pinched her cheek.
Three nights later at II o'clock at
night Sarah Jane Williams tiptoed
softly downstairs and left the house
There We're a horse and buggy waiting
in the road which had been ordered by
Uncle Ben. A young man followed
close on her heels and took the lines
and drove away. AS the outfit disap-
peared in the darkness the good man
waved his hat and chuckled. Then he
entered the house to sit down and
chuckIe some more, when some one
came rafting downstairs. It was Wal
ter, the distant relative. He had been
locked in his room for the last half
hour
'By gum, but let us fgger on this"
SAcldllueu UuclC bcu DIS LIS Suullo VAIL
ished
It needed no Sherlock Holmes to I'M
ravel the mystery. Sarah had locked
Walter in, and Walter was out Of it.
The man who had driven off with her
to get married before the waiting min
lister in the nearest village must be
Harry Seymour. They would see Nj
agara falls and other wonders Of the
world on that $500, and then come
back for forgiveness.
Walter, my boy" said good Uncle
Ben when through with his "fgger-
ing, you part your hair in the middle
and have got a gold filled TOOTH and
you are fooln'
''Uncle Ben" replied the chagrined
and detected distant relative, you
conspire and plan and chuckle and are
an IDIOT
"Who? Why, that's Tom. TIL for.
mally introduce you some day.
"You needn't mind I found him
rather presumptuous and had to snub
him.
TON presumptuous? Why, he's the
incest
And then she suddenly skipped to
some other subject, and Tom was for
gotten till the next day, when he was
bold enough to approach Miss Bessie
as she was alone for a moment and
ask:
''What sort of a gait do you prefer
in horse-a trot or lope? am to
select one for you today
Thank you, but you needn't go to
any trouble on my account was the
reply, and Tom ought to have felt duly
crushed as he walked away.
He was not seen again for four days.
duty having called him away The two
girls rode out every day on ponies Sc
lected for them, and on the fourth oc-
casion something happened. The pony
ridden by Miss Bessie suddenly bolted,
and when she found him beyond con-
troll she could only cling to the saddle
and hope he would tire himself out
after running couple Of miles, But he
didn't. He kept straight course and
headlong gallop for mile after mile,
and the girl was thinking Of throwing
herself from the saddle when a cow
pony ranged up beside her, a hand
grasped her loose rein, and voice said
in her ear:
Keep your head, Miss Vaughn. I
could pull him down and end his run
here, but there is need Of even more
speed"
"W-what is it?" she asked as she
turned her head and saw Tom beside
her.
'sIndians! There are five or six in
chase Of us, and I am racing for that
hill with the rocks on it. Cling tightly,
and don't be afraid"
After terrific race for another mile
both animals were suddenly pulled up,
and, dismounting and lifting the girl
from the saddle, Tom half pulled her
up the steep side of the hill to the
shelter of the rocks
"We are all right now he cheerful
ly said. "But you keep crouched down
till / have a little talk with these noble
red men,
The talk was. his Winchester, and
before it was over he had killed one
and wounded another Their loss, to-
gether with the alarm Of the firing,
sent the remaining Indians scurrying
away.
At the ranch house, after the story
had been told, Miss Bessie asked for
the second time:
"Who is this man Tom?"
"Why, he's an old Yale man and be-
longs to one of the best families in
the east. He came out here for his
health, you see. Did you have to snub
him again today?''
I'll don't think so.''
'But are you going to some other
day."
mo, never again. I'm so sorry and
ashamed-and think-think''-
Well, there's rumor afoat. and it
may be true.
The Wisdom of Fools.