The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1907-09-27
copyrighted. 1907, bu u. N. Cunningham.

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which was crested by the old Lauder
sale mansion coull be seen u sweep Of
country touched by varying colors-the
russell and crimson of oak and maple
the green OF undulating fields and hills
broken here and there by the gray Of
stone walls, the clear flashes of brooks
or stretches Of open road.
Cad! What air!" cried Grattar
Richards, tossing back his head and
taking u long Whit.
"And what day for hunt" echoed
Rex Tellingford, looking past Richards
to where Emily Lauderdale was chat
tering to group of men IN red coats
checking in her horse as the hounds
struggled TO be OF, straining Mt theiI
ieashes. With every one in such good
fettle 1t ought to be u great old racer
she laughed, tucking strand OF blue
black hair beneath her riding hat.
The eyes of richards and Tellingford
met with an understanding CLEAN
Each was cognizant Of the others
thoughts--that whoever brought back
the brush that day would win a prize
of far greater value. Both men knew
that their future happiness depended
largely on the mornings run, for Em.
lily was horsewOman from the tip of
her riding boot to the ends Of her firm
gauntleted fingers. She set immeas-
urable store by cross country rides,
daring leaps and hairbreadth escapes.
To say man could not keep his sad
die was equal to Emily's mind with
saying he could not keep his head.
Though | think there are virtues
equally as great as cross country rid
Ing" smiled gentle Elizabeth Lauder.
dale, whose love Of outdoor excitement
was neither SO deep rooted nor Of such
long inheritance us Emily's.
Emily shook her head.
Dear Aunt Elsie" she answered.
you don't ia the least understand, ana
I'm sure | could never explain. Its
bred in my bone, that's all. Ii hal
lived in the Oiden days l should have
had Il t0ErnauIent-rushing VI horses,
clash!ng Of pears, sp!intering of ar,
NOR. That's what | call a wooing.
No Mere abiding up 10 demand your
heart and hand. AMI. as | find it hard
TO deC!ie Lttween Grattan Richards
and lex Tellingf0rd. why. fair field
anu fair play. and let the best man
| win"
Something Of this headstroug resolu-
ton stirred in tie girl as she turned
sud enly in her saddle and glante ed at
the two men. Assured triumph glowed
on the face OF Richards. Stern deter.
mina;ion was written on TelIlngforls.
Size gave little nod OF satisfaction.
They were well matched. these two.
The other members Of the Lauder.
dale house party were not unaware OF
the drama that was being played be-
fore their eyes. and II added to the zest
of the morning as the signal was Civ.
en-. the dogs unleashed and the caval-
cade swept gayly down the hill.
Look at that girl" Gasped Mrs.
Royce Thompson. a novice who pound.
ell In her saddle. shes actually
But the rest Of the words were lost.
for Emily was already IN the distance.
gal:2rin; at breakneck sncc,. while at
her ''rcls followed Richarls end Tel
linCford The rest Of the hUn: stream.
ell afte" them. Luck st'y"'r to favor
Richards Ills rare's feet freely
touched the earth. she 49,. fences
and burrows IKE q win feature.
TelIlngford was not 50 fortunate. 81
the brink Of n stream be was forcei
to pause and fasten HIS saddle cisth.
Partly from excitement and partly
from annoyance ha fumblpd with Il
long"r than h" had IBtendpl and when
ne RAISED his heal the others were a..
ready far ped >. Em'lr T.arh"rl"lc and
Elt harris st!'I IN tie leal TIE hou.ls
hal "<crt1d their quarry AMI were In
fulI "ry.
Te.IInrrnri consl3r.p1. There was n
croSScrt that =" 49, ftic oare before.
Il lay ths51.l t''~hos ami bramblcs
AMI was In'cr4r"'e'l by 1yc b1r fences.
Still auytti.t~' ut Il rinrh. nrd he would
hack Flcr:frt agai9~t s;p"y mare In
the corn'v. -" congratulated himself
on this 'ceIvlba @nme moments later
~ F,o"'Srf' vent forward NJ pace
that ir~t'cod for rnfae. Uor course
now =" a'tr.t wise r7cgti0ws filed
wi'h l:1eh "rasz pod starred here and
there ~ rC"I'e nstars and skirtcd by
low r'7"" ~.ai.a n whose rr'fnbiing
cItinks vino7 twiv'oA and a,rnea whose
Ionse f'on"t squirrels skipped and
chartered.
"Bravo. 81 "'ri"' cried Tcliingford.
his hand IN I'leetfoo''s g'oesy neck.
gcEfIy urgiH. hnr forwar,. ~ that
moment thn~r reached hlrn eh1rrly and
plerclHgiv thr litter cry NJ child.
TeIIlngforI drew rein. ny TIE wall.
clrrlIng ditch That riectfoot was
ahont 10 take. lay small. chubby flg.
IRE. one hand fuil of flowers.
"PrIcked himself With brambIes."
thought TelIingford. Aloud he said:
"Chenr rr. sonnr! Men never cry
for n scratch" He was for urging
Fiepifoot on again when the lnertness
o. the little heap by the wall smote
home 10 him. lie checked his horse
and dlsmounted. An instant later he
stood with tire helpless burden in his
arms. The chIId's yellow head rested
against his shoulder. Ono small arm
hrfnss IIrnk, nrrnna Liz r,Htn N,itA m