Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-11-06

What, And leave me here alot'"
with the house airet No, indeed, II
you go. I'm goin' too.
We'll. tHyn. the carryalis got to III,
whether or no. Cit on Il shawl or
somethin' while harness up"
It WAS Il frantic harncssing. but it
was done in 4 hurry. and the ram
ehackle old carryIn. dusty and cob
welhed. was dragged cat of the barn
| and Horace Greeley. The horse. Mas
| backed into the shafts .ts they drov"
out Of the yard the flames We're roar
| ing through the roof of the henhou>"
| and the lath fence surrounding il was
beginning to blaze.
| "EverVthiug'S SO wet from the fog
and the melted SHOWS, observed the
captain. that it'n takcsSome time foY
| the fire to git to the barn. If we can
git gang here we can save the house
| easy and maybe more. by mighty.
| be calculated Il tell you what we'll
do I'll drive across the ford and git
Luther and some of the station men to
come right across. Then III go on to
| the village to fetch more 1t was :
/ Wutu i HUN CJ at tuS NIoCN as VIZ tVliV
! in from washin' dishes. so the tide
must be still goin' out and the ford
jest right. Git dap"
Hurry all you can, for goodness
sake! Is this as fast as we can go?'
Fast as we can go With this ever
lastin' Noab's ark Heavens. how them
wheels squeal"'
THE axles amt been creased for l
don't know when. Abner was goin' to
have the old carriage chopped up for
kindlin' wood
| Lucky for him and us 'tain't chopped
up now. Git dap, slow poke! Better
chop the horse up, too, while he's bout
it."
The last remark the captain made
under his breath.
My gracious, how dark it is. Think
you can find the crossin'?'
"Got to find it; that's all. ''ris dark,
that's Il fact"
1t was. They had gone but a few
hundred yards, yet the fire was already
merely "a shapeless, red smudge on tho
foggy blackness behind them. Horace
Greeley pounded along at jog and
when the captain slapped him with the
end Of the reins broke into a jcrky
gallop that was slower than the trot
Stop your hoppin' up and down..
commanded Perez whose temper was
becoming somewhat frayed. ~ ou
make me think of the walkin' beam OF
steamboat. If you'd stop tryin to fly
and go straight ahead we'd do better.
They progressed! in this fashion fol
some distance. Then Miss Davis, from
the c,lrtained depths of the back seat
spoke again.
"Oh. dear mel she exclaimed Arc
you sure you're Gil the right track
Seems $ If we must be abreast the
station, ant; this roads awful rough.
Captain Perez had remarked tht
ronSnneSs of the road. The carry"l
was pitching from one hummuck to an
other, ana Horace Greeley stumbled
once OF twice.
whoa! commanded the captain
Then he got down. lit u match, and
shielding it with his hands, scrutinizet
the ground I'm kind Of 'fraid, h.
said presently, that we've got off th
road somehow. But we must be 'bou
opposite the crossin I'm goin' to driv
down and see if ! can find it,,
He turned the horses head at riah
angles from the way they were going
and they pitched onward for anothe
hundred yards. Then they came on
. | Il h.,,, ".
the water tapping Oh the shore. Cap
tain Perez got out once more an'
walked along the strand, benling for
ward as he walked. Soon Miss Pa
tience heard him calling.
I've found il, guess, he said, com
ing back TO the vehicle. "Any.low, j
looks like it. Well be over in a few
minutes now. Git dap YOU"
Horace Greeley shvered as the col,
wafer splasheu his legs. but wadc'
bravely in. They moved farther from
the shore and the water seemed +
grow no deeper.
Guess this Is the crOSSn' all right,
salt, the captain, Who had cheri.s..e'
some secret doubts. "lIere'S The tecl
part cOljli we III De across IA Il Jlu y .
The water mounted to the hubs thel
to the bottom of the carryal. Mis-
Davis feet grew camp and she drey
them up.
"Oh, Perez" she faltered, are 80
sure this is the ford:'
Don't ST scared, Pashy. g1c
maybe we've got Il little to one side o
the track. III turn round and IT,
again
\ Bat Horace Greeley WAS of Il differ
ent mind From long experience h
knew that the way to cross !; for
was to 50 straight ahead The bOttol
of the curryan was awash.
Port your hclium, you lubber.
shouted the driver, pulling With all il.
> might on one rein. ''IIeuVc to. Com
bout! .Iibe. Consarn you. .ibe.
Then Horace Greeley tried 70 ohe
oruerS but it was too late. He cl
deavored to touch bottom with his for
legs, but could not; tried to swim WI,
| his hind ones, but found that imIpOs