Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1909-09-02

The devil in the animal not hav-
ing been cast out, but only tired GU,
reused itself. With a snort and
plunge he flung himself sideways,
and fell!
Even at that moment Harry would
have been prepared for any other
trick: but when a vicious horse
throws itself down. you have to go
with it. The tall, stalwart form
came to the ground with a terrific
crash, and lay there stretched out
as if it had been thrown from a
catapult
Two ladies who were riding by
pulled up and dismounted and bent
over him, filed with alarm and
pity. The usual crowd gathered,
and the usual policeman endeavored
to keep them back
One of the ladies raised his head
in her lap, shuddering as the red
blood stained her habit, and muir
muring in accents Of pity.
Is he killed? Oh. no. no! Not
kiIled?" she said.
The policeman shook his head.
mo, mum I've sent for a doctor.
Did you see it done? Have you got
your card Miss?-I should like your
name and address"
Yes, 7 saw It. He turned to ride
after that carriage" said one Of the
ladies', the elder, and the horse
fell"
The horse was standing trembling
and shaking and cycling the group
with intelligent terror.
As she spoke, Harry opened his
eyes and stared up at her with a
look that the young lady remember
ed for long afterward, and one word
dropped from his lips:
'Lucille." he said brokenly; q
can't stay. I must go to her"
He struggled to get up, and fell
back with moan.
who is it you want, sir? What
is you name and address?" asked
the constable, bending down.
Harry looked wildly from him to
the girl who still held his head.
"WilI you not le- me go?" he ask
ed. Il must go to her-the lady in
the carriage there; she passed just
now. All, let me go!"
My poor fellow" murmured the
.other lady. Eyes. I saw her DO
you know herr"
yes, yes!" he said, eagerly and
wildly. Il know her well!"
1T was the Marchioness of Merle
wasn't it, Miss?" said the blunt po-
liceman.
eyes" said the lady, softly.
-Marchioness-of Merle!" he
painted, his eyes fixed fercely on
the young girl, so that she shrank
back a little.
Eyes," she said; cit was the Mar
chioness of Merle! Is that the lady
you know?"
For an answer he repeated the
name twice, thrice, then with an
unearthly laugh, fell back in a
swOon.
By this time the ladies' groom had
returned from the neighboring street.
He kneIt down beside the tall,
prone form, then he looked surprised.
"Ah!" he said; 81 know this gen
tIeman; it is Mr.. Herne. Some one
call a cab, pleased"
Isis he very much hurt?" ask
ed the young girl, pale and almost
in tears.
The surgeon shook his head grave
ly.
1T must have been a very bad
fall he said, guardedly. HE fell on
the pavement"
The two ladies gave him their adj
dress. and begged that he would let
them know how Harry got on, and
by this time the cab came up.
The policeman and the surgeon
were lifting the limp figure in when
another cab that was driving by,
pulled up, and a young lady, with
fair hair and keen-Iooktng eyes, got
out, and came up.
as she saw. the white, blood-stained
face, and the doctor naturally look
ed at her questioningly, for she had
gone as white as the injured man.
Il beg your pardon" he said; edo
you know this gentleman"
Eyes, yes!" she said, biting her
lip, and forcing the color back.
while her eyes grew almost black
with some excitement. Eyes, Il
know him! He is an old friend OF
mine. Oh, dear. what has happened?"
Get into the cab with me, please.
you may be of use" said the prac
tical-minded surgeon.
She called her own cab, gave the
man some directions. and got into
the cab with the surgeon, aand help
ed to support Harry.
In a few words. the doctor relat-
ed the incident. She sat listening,
with tightly compressed lips, and
when he had done, they opened, and
the words, TT is fate!" dropped
from them.
L beg your pardon?" he said.
II said it was a good fate that
sent me up at that moment. l have
just come from the country where
this gentleman lived. l am an old
friend of his. and-and was going
to see him. Yes, it must have been
fate," and her eyes sparkled ana
glitUered.