Los Angeles herald., 1907-01-06
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had been. 49,,
The loungers around the tent stared little,
for such pretty, neatly dressed children uiu
not usually form part OF the snowman
audience.
Take a turn, mss?" said that parsonage, as
the racers slackened for a stop; :, Nee, saIe
side-saddes for young ladies; delightful mo. mo.
ton. Queen Of England had rotator OF Just
this pattern put up in Windsor Park Ior d .nd
young princesses. Healthy exhilarating ana
graceful as equestrian exercise itself. rive
cents turn; five turns for quarter. otep
",Try it, Miss Trix," said Lie, eagerly; iii
help you up Miss Tessie." ii
You come, too, Lize," said Trx, who had
shared her plays and sugar plumss with UT .a ner
dark-faeed friend all her life. wen Jake
three places, please"
And unmindful that they were doing any,
thing that Aunt Prue would have considered
dreadful Trix and Tessie allowed them
selves to be mounted two very stllr SAD
dies, while Lie clambered up gleefuily 10
Hi, Vi, Vi! dis | is fun. shtiah enuff. Don't
you be skeered, Miss Tessie; hoP tight on 70
your horses name, for ives agwine Ill., yl'
And as the rotator started off with creak
and shake Lize gave vent to her feehh9S III
cornfield shout that brought forth respon
siye yell from all the ragged urchins around
while, encouraged by such patronage, the SNOW
man put on extra speed, and the horses went
Lie and Trix stood it bravely enough, but
the first turn was enough for poor little es-
sic. a horrible, sick terror came over her;
her head began to swim; her hands, clutch'ng
the horses m1ne to grow stlif ana se epla them
stop! make them stop! I'm sick and fright
ened! Oh, please let me down! oh' please
let me down."
But Trix was before her and could not see,
and the wild shouts of the crowd and the
wheeze of the showman's accordion drowned
the ptiful little voice.
Faster and faster whirled the wooden steeds
Trix felt as if she was bird flying through
the air. Her hat fell off, and the rich, black
eurls tumbled about her face and neck, while
Lie. waved her pink sunbonnet and shouted
wildly in glee.
ERIK, Trix-oh, Trix!" cried poor Tesshie, sic:
despairngy as she felt her % hold On ro,ne ine
black before her eyes-'Trix!"
And then there was sound of heavy tall
and cry of alarm, and the rotator jolted and
stopped, for Tesse had fallen, and was lying,
white and senseless at her sisters feet.
Run for doctor! She's killed-a child is
killed." called dozen different voices around,
while Trix sprang from her horse to her SIS
ter's side and lifted Tessies head on her lap
without word.
For a moment she could not speak-nay,
seemed to her she could not breathe. She
heard nothng-not even the wild shrek OF
Lie, who was dancing like dervish in her
PALE liieless face on her breast-the little face
that had always been to her the nearest and
dearest on earth.
''Stand back, if you pleased" said an au-
thoritative voice-"stand back; here Is the
doctor!"
And tall policeman made his way through
the staring crowd, followed by stout, griz-
zled-headed old gentleman.
''Who is she? Where does the child be-
long" asked the officer.
Still Trix could not answer. Though she
opened her lips and tried to shape the words,
no sound would come. She saw the stout old
gentleman kneel down, and take the little,
limp hand in his own, bend his gray head to
Tessie's breast smooth back the fair hair
from the wounded temple; and still she could
not speak word not if it were to bring back
the Young life she believed had forever fled.
When old Doctor Groot lifted his head he
saw a look in the black eyes that startled
him. it told of such dumb despair.
"Ah. there-therei" he said, pattng Trix's
sbonIder eheerily. 'eYou must not look like
that. The child is not hurt so badly as you
think A little faint; little stunned; that
sIsn't she-dead?" came in hoarse. whisper
Mt last from the pale lips.
ssDead? No, indeed" assured the doctor.
"Dead? Look there"
And even as the doctor spoke Tessie's blue
eyes unclosed, her white lips trembled, and, in
rapture of relief, Trix bent to catch the
faint whisper: 80.