Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-23

Here you! What dye mean by run
 ming around like this. Lost your car riage, hey? I've mind to run ye
 in. Y know the rules relatin' tn leav-
 in of yer box in times like these. Been
 takin' sly nip, probably, an they've sent yer hack down peg Get gait
 on v, now"
 Warburton laughed silently as he
 made for the sidewalk. The first man
 he pumped into was Williams very much worried William, too. Robert could have fallen on his neck for joy.
 All was plain sailing now.
 I'm very glad to see you, sir," said
 William. T was afraid you could not
 get my clothes on, sir. was getting trife worried, too. Here's the ca-- riage number"
 Warburton glanced hastily at it and 1 stuffed it into a convenient pocket.
 Its Is carriages up, sir; bay and 1 gray. You can't miss them. The bay, being saddle-horse, is bit rest i've in the harness: but all you have to do is to touch him with the whip | And don't try to push ahead of your l turn, or you will get into trouble with i the police. They are very strict And don't let them confuse you, sir. The numbers won't be in rotation. You'll hear 115, and the next moment 35, like as not. It's all according as to how the guests are leaving. Good luck to you, sir, and don't forget to explain 1t all thoroughly to MT. Warburton, sir"
 Don't worry, William; we'll come ont of this with colors flying"
 "Very we'll, sir. shall hang around till you are safely of,"-and William disappeared.
 Warburton could occasionally near the faint strain of music. From time to time the carriage-caller bawled out number. and the carriage would roll up under the porte-cochere Warbur- ton concluded that 1t would be good plan to hunt up his rig. His search did nof last long The bay and the gray stood only little way from the ga.e. The box was vacanr, and he climbed lp and gathered the reins He sat there for some time, longing intorse'-' for cigar, good cigar, such as gentlemen smoked.
 "SeTentcen!" came hoarsely along on the wings of the night. Number IT, and lively there!"
 Warburton's pulse doubled it's beat. His number.
 "Skt!" the bay and the gray started forward, took the half-circle and stopped under the porte-cochere. War burton recollected that a fashionable groom never turned his head unless spoken to; so he leveled his gaze at his horses ears and waited.
 But from the very corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of two women, one of whom was enveloped in a crim- son cloak. He thrilled with exultation. What joke it was! He felt the car riage list as the women stepped in. The door slammed to and the rare good joke was on the way.
 "Off with you!" cried the pompous footman, with an imperious wave of the hand. Number 99!"
 "Ninety-nine! Ninety-nine!" bawled the carriage man.
 Our jehu turned into the avenue, holding tolerable rein. He clucked and lightly touched the horses with the lash. This was true sport; this was humor, genuine, initiative, un- forced. He could imagine the girls and their fright when he finally slowed down, opened the door, and kissed them both. Wouldn't they let out a yell, though? His plan was to drive furiously for half dozen blocks, zigzag from one side of the street to the other, taking the corners sharply, and then make for Scott Circle.
 Now, lad of six can tell the differ encc between IT and 71. But this as- tonishing jehu of mine had been con- spicuous as the worst mathematician | and the best soldier in his class at | West Point. No more did he remem- Der that he was no. in the wild west, and that here in the east there were | laws prohibiting reckless driving.
 He drove decently till he struck | Dupont Circle. From here he turned into New Hampshire. thinking it to be Rhode Island. Mistake number two. He had studied the city map, but he was conscious of not knowing it as well as he should have known it. but, true to his nature. he trusted to luck.
 Aside from all this, he forgot that . woman might appreciate this joke only when she heard 1t recounted. To live through it was altogether differ ent matter In an episode like this, a woman's imagination, given fhe darkness such as usually fills a car riage at night, becomes a round of terrors. Every moment is freighted with death or disagreement. Her nerves are like the taut strings of harp in wintry wind. ready to snap ct any moment; and then. hysteria- With man the play. and only the play. is the thing.
 Snap-orack. The surprised horses. sensitive and quick-tempered as all highly organized beings are. nearly leaped out of the harness. Never be- fore had their Hanks received a more stroke of the lash. They reared and plunged and broke into q
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