Arizona republican., 1910-02-20
A o'M," the Egg-and- Butter Man spoke co.

eA hOSS thlS side of Mason an DiXon line.
 But he isn't black nor chestnut with white feet! pointed 1 will te you why.
 Since girlhood 1 had dreamed of proud moment when l. Mary Ellen Hicks, should find myself sole possessor of horse How l had envied "The Lady Arabea, as she pranced across the pages of my white feet" How I had thrilled to read of Lord Chillingly' laundering past his fiery black. My sorrow when Uncle Jonathan gathered to his fathers might have been keener but for the legacy he had left me: ito be spent luxuries." Uncle Jonathan had wed it, realizing, perhaps. that lux uries are few and far between in the life of little "old maid" schoolma'am. I had commissioned the Egg-and- Butter Man to hnd me such horse promising him twenty ,hve dollars for his trouble. Now he brought bay. l hadn't even thought of bay. In silence l heard You see. ma am. blacks is too wild fer lone woman to handle. As fer chestnut with white feet we'll fact is them has em won't part with 'em Better look this feller He's purty color. an no slopch lamb couldn't be gentler, ar scaTe?- on traction-engIne an never prick up his ears Wouldn't you, Dick?"
 Dick snugged up to the Egg-and- Butter Mans arm. He whinnied gently and regarded with an engaging mildness. 1 put out hand The great neck arched for the carcss. Sofcnine, went into the house. returning with ofc lg of sugar It was pleasant to feel soft uumbng my hand, and my heart warmed toward Dick With the sunlight gleaT'ing against his sleek. rounded slouch'
 q on women an kids" More Of Dicks virtues
 Are you sure I began imprcssvely, remember ing certain books drawn from the pubic library ard conned with much care, that he's sound of wind and limb?'
 The Egg and Butter Man stared
 He might have 'spavin; or ring,bone,' or 'seedy toes. or 'shaley hoofs. you know" warming to my subject. Are you sure he hasn't the 'h;inJ staggers,' or the big hcad""-a disease. I had mankind He might be % iusser. EO or cribber % or stub his toe or balk."
 "Or turn double -somersaultsr r-with fine irory Now jest let me hitch him to that new phaetoa you bought. an take you fer ride That7I settle s1i difficulties. an if you don't say you never droee behind handsomer, easiergoin' equine, I'll take him back where l got him, an not ask cent fer my trouble"
 He certainly was handsome when incased in my just trife too easy-going. yet this was the worst of faults for the horse of lone wom5n'
 The dream of the beautiful black died hard yet within the week. Richard Crur de Lon filled every cranny of my lonely heart I had rechristened him thus, for I bought him from a named Lyon. and the title fitted the noble animal that was soon my very own.
 And since he my own. wanted to drive him myself. l resented the Egg-and Butter Mans easy familiarity, t, %Git up haT, Dick Step lvelyf' beautiful body responsive to my touch. said so in substance. '- Want to paddle yer own canoe. eh:' laughed my go-between. Well, be careful an don't go too near them street cars'-a parting warning.
 Now. what" l questioned Richard, who
 
 fower-borders. did he by that? We've driven alongside dozens of cars. Why should be The question bothered than cared to admit, and perhaps it wasn't all kindness that made me call out to freckieaccd youngster passing by Want to go for drive. Benz
 Ben was the wheel before the words fairly spoken. He caught up the lax lines and shook them out. while sank back against the soft cush ions gratefully. Ben fra and slender. yet knew his wrists were Ike iron. for he had played in and out among the stalls of his fathers livery barn since babyhood.
 sat waiting my eyes upon the great horse before Then I conscious of someone by my side turned towards the little "rattv- faced" man. and stared coldy. ] did not like his looks his manner of ask;hg What are you doing with that horse:"
 Its my horse" For the life of me I could not keep back of pride nor fond smile as glanced at Richard. In the next instant the smile froze on my lips.
 Well. that's runaway horse and he'll go through brick wall, once he's started
 My heart sank. There was something strangely convincing about this horrid man. NIT. Young had said to be careful What could it all mean?
 Are you he ever ran away"
 Ran away with Doctor Anderson year ago. It close call, tell you. Then there was a woman over on Meridian Street only two months ago My names Newport, ma'am, but you don't need to believe me Just drive around and ask the Doc. I tell you, that's dangerous animal! I wouldn't let my wife go block behind him" He turned abruptly and was lost in the crowd
 Ben found hudded into the of my beautiful carriage, amid the ruins of my castle in the air. Gravely he heard me through. Ben too old in matters equine; had been educated literally in the intricacies of the horsetrade" to pass sueh warning by Might as we'll drive around to the Doctors" his verdict.
 The doctor, we learned with dismay, had gone to a famous health-resort; would not be back for six weeks His had heard of the runaway, but couldn't identify the horse. Mrs Bedford found "at home" in communicative mood.
 "Yes'm, that's the very horsei Lord, how he did rear up, and prance round and paw the air, Mir. Newport he'd been here the day before-he told us how it'd be, but Sam-thats my husband Sam just laughed. Tell you, when that horse com menced to cut up, Sam laughed out the other side