Durant weekly news. (Durant, Choctaw Nation, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 190?-1944, 1905-05-12

groom was walking his horse up
and down the graveled way In front
OF the mansion. springing on its back.
ne threw piece OF silver to the man
and cantered on down the avenue. For
some miles he went at speed, the quick
motion OF the horse harmonIzing with
his excited mind. He had set his heart
on resculng his child. and he wished
nlso to live again with his wife. who
was, in reality. nothing more than Mrs
Bedington--a plain Mrs.. and not lady
OF rank.
Suddenly Mr.. BedIngton came up
with fly. which the load. being heavy
on one side. had stuck in the mud.
Two men. one young. the other middle
aged, were urging the driver to pro-
ceed.
There he is" cried one; Il can see
him a little ahead. That's he. I'D
swear to bis walk anywhere. Mr.
Mole"
II agree with you, colllnson; and II
1t was not for the mud would get out
and pursue him on foot" replied Mr.
Mole. "Go on, driver"
II can't sir. I'm stuckv cried the
man. lashing his horse with the whip.
"It'll take team OF horses to pull US
out. Our Dobbin will never do It,"
And, as II to corroborate this asser.
tlon, Dobbin plainly showed that he
did not mean to try, for he lay down
quietly in the mud.
There is the beast OF horse down
now" said Collinson. "What is to be
done? If we wait here, Harkaway
will escape"
"Get or clear unless we pursue him
In another conveyance" replied Mr..
Mole.
IF l hadn't my Sunday best black
trousers on, I'd be after him like q
shot" Collinson exclaimed.
And IL hadn't put on brand new
pair OF boots, which cost me one pound
six, I'd do ditto" answered Mr.. Mole.
There is a gentleman on horse
backw cried Colllnson.
Il will accost him." said Mr.. Mole.
Perhaps he will render Us some as.
slstance in recovering the runaway.
Hi! Mr.. Traveller! Here. sirl Hi!
One moment with lyou.'
Mr.. Bedington refined in his horse and
approached the carriage, avoiding the
mud as much as possible.
You seem to be fixed for the pres.
ent," he exclaimed, "and | do not sec
how | can render you any help. II that
Is what you want"
tsNOh0dv co n,f do ,o M rxo,,I cot1
the driver, who was leaning back on
the box, having contentedly lighted his
pipe.
Some wagoners will possibly come
by soon, and for a trifiing considera-
ton they will haul you out. In the
meantime you could wade through the
mud If you wish to gain the road"
said Mr.. Bedington kindly.
1T isn't that so much" answered
Mr.. Mole. 1--WE do not mind sitting
here. but we come from a school anu
In pursuit of a runaway boy, whom we
could short time before see little
way ahead OF u.s."
Are you one OF the masters OF the
schpol?"
II am. SIR" replied Mr.. Mole, proudly
drawing himself up
''Whose school IL it?'l
Pomona House. Lille Bridge. Hert-
fordshire; principal. Mr.. Crawcour, as
sisted by competent masters; references
to the highest ecclesiastical dignitaries
and parents Of boys IT,
Excuse me. did not ask you for
your circular. That can read at my
leisure" interrupted Mr.. Bedington.
smiling. Tell me what can do for
you?"
Pursue the runaway"
ride after the truant and bring him
back to you. eh?' said Mr. Bedington.
"WOuld that be falrT
Certainly. sir. You need have no
scruples OF conscience" Mr.. Mole has
tened to say
unfortunately for you. I have. and
l shall not pursue the boy for YOU"
Giving his horse the rein. MFR. Bed
ington walked the animal slowly on.
What q curmudgeonw said Mr.
Mole.
"A perfect bruter chimed In Collin.
son.
There is no help for It," continued
the senior master. throwing the mat
out OF the window. which instantly
sank in the mud.
"Arc you going to venture, sir?" ask
ed COlllnson.
Needs must when the when q GER
tain person drives. Here goes" said
Mr.. Mole. with an almost triumphant
air
AS he put his foot on the top OF the
dy h" slipped and fell headlong on his
face in l,lc black mud. which seemed to
cnguf him Only bis coattais. part OF
his back and his legs kicking up i'm the
air could be seen.
: lie viii be smothered." thought Col
llnson. and he instantly Jumped into
the slough. which received him up to his
knrys, to rescue his fallen companion.
1t was with difficulty that this could
be done AT length. spluttering and
breathing heavily. Mr.. Mole was ex-
trlcated from HIS 1nnlaa eant r,oaitfo.,