Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1904-09-14

spirit. and she would not bulge an
inch. This Infatuated the man, and be
beat her over the head with the butt
Of the stock whip he carried sun
she did not move. Then. as he con
tinucd TO beat her. in her agony she
stepped backward. plunged and rear
Ell. the cart tipped back. the mare was
drawn up and IN her struggles broke
the shafts. the tank fell out, the cover
rolled Off and the whole OF the 800
gallons OF precious water was swal-
lowed mp by the burning sand. Hin
took the horse from the cart and. in
sane with rage, commenced TO thrash
her again
Then there was o sudden rush Of
something white. as though cloud
were flying down the hill, and Muriel
threw herself between IIH and An
gel. clasping the mares head in her
arms, and the heavy whip descended
on the delicate shoulders, which show
ed pink and then scarlet through the
thin muslin Of her gown.
Before Hills raised arm could fan
again it was grasped by a strong hand.
and fierce voice Kissed:
''Madman, would you strike wom-
anY'
For moment Hills glance met the
stern eyes of the overseer. then ii
wavered and fell ON the girl
'Murie, are you there? Did | bit
you; didn't mean to- he said weak
ly. did it hurt?"
Hurt cried Patton, his eyes fairly
blazing. DO you know that you might
have killed herr"
"she shouldn't have interfered," said
Hill sullenly.
''Not another word or by heaven
I'll kill YOU said Patton Hill shrank
from the fury in the other mans eyes
and skunk away to the house.
"My darling" said Patton in voice
so fraught with love that the girls
heart quivered with joy that was
almost pain. did he hurt you very
mucht" And his lips tenderly pressed
the bruised shoulder
1T does hurt most awfully, but |
really think that he did not know |
was here" answered Muriei, CHANGING
up through her tears. But, oh. look at
poor Angel"
The chestnut, lying huddled in the
sand, was truly a pitiable sight. She
had won out, indeed, but ut what
cost Her head was cut and bleeding,
her eyes swollen and closed, and she
painted and groaned with pain.
"Oh, do you think she will die, Will
fred?" asked Muriel.
mo; but you'll get sunstruck here,
go back to the house, dear, and get
Mrs. Hill to battle your shoulder. I'll
tend to the mare. And. Muriel, | can't
stay at Coward now. I've been repeat
edly offered the management of Murta,
but-I-I could not leave until | knew
If you cared. I'm not worthy, | know,
I've such a vile temper Muriel shook
her head. But now, now-you'll let
me come for you when l get straight
ened out over there, won't your"
Again Muriel looked up, and his eyes
drank deep from the radiance of hers.
And Angel?" she whispered.
"Oh, I'll buy her from HILL He
won't refuse to sell her for the price
III offer, / know
Three months later Angel was one
of the leaders in the four-in-hand be-
hind which Patton drove his bride to
her new home. 1t was a new world
through which they Travelled, for the
rain had come and green grass COW
cred the once arid earth; flowers
bloomed on every side and birds sang
in the trees And it was new Angel.
who with arched neck, led the team,
proudly conscious of the precious bur
den she carried and of the confidence
reposed in her by her new owner.