The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1913-06-27

to me. But I'd lend her to you-see-
ing It's you-maybe, If you wouldn't
ride her too hard. What's the gamer"
When l told him he swore he
wouldn't take any money. 1t was as
good as q play. he said, and he hoped
I'd tell him all about 1t the next day.
You see, when you touched Nancy's
flank, ever 30 lightly, she'd run round
and round like a spinning wheel until
you got dizzy and tumbled off. And of
course, none Of those country jays
who tried to ride her for the ten-dollar
prize had sense enough to keep his
heels of of her.
Cant let you have Beauty today,
sir" / told Mr.. Faulkner the next
morning. She's a little off her feed,
sir. But I've a nice little mare here
quiet as a babe and fit for a lady" 1
says, knowing he was a coward with
horses. For only a coward would have
misused Beauty 80. But don't spur
her" | added, because If she is a
little slow she does her best, and she
amt so young as she was"
You see, mister. l had to give the
fellow his chance. l warned him
that's fair. l knew he'd tear her TANKS,
but | wasn't going to let Miss Millicent
suffer II / could help it.
Mr.. Drew" says l that same morn
ing, IF you was to take a little ride
out to Holmes Height about eleven
o'clock, maybe it wouldn't come
amiss."
What d you mean, Hicks?" he
asks, sharp as a needle.
Nothing more than that, sir" l an
swered. "Take Beauty, sir. She's
been mishandled and she'll like to feel
she's carrying a gentleman again"
He grinned. 81 don't quite follow
you, but I'm on, Hicks" he says. And
80 l saddled my little mare and rode
out with Miss Millicent and Faulkner.
and fell behind, as a groom ought to
when his young lady has a beau.
fell a good ways behind that day
and when we reached Holmes Height
they had disappeared over the rise.
knew Faulkner would just about have
got up courage to try his spurs by the
time the trick mare was winded. Ant
sure enough, hardly had l got to the
top when / heard Miss Miilicen
screaming-not with fear, but will
laughter.
There sat Faulkner, clinging to tn,
mares neck with both hands, his fee
working like windmills, and the littl
mare going round and round and roun
in a lot as big as a circus ring. Hi
coat tails was flying, and he was swear
ing and hollering, and presently h
few over the mares neck and sh
stopped stock still and watched hir
land in a pool of the stickiest mu
, anywhere in the neighborhood. An
Just at that minute Mr.. Drew come
, riding along and stops and pick
I Faulkner out of the mire. But b
wouldn't get on the mares back an
more. So Mr.. Drew sees Miss Mil
cent home, and Faulkner and fo
lows, me leading the mare and hi
walking. But l noticed Miss Millicel
and Mr.. Drew leaning inward on the
saddles again like they used to.
That's all, sir, except this go
watch Mrs. Drew gave me the da
they were married. Il understan
O., Hicks" she said to me. And what {
} you think she did? If she didn't pl
. her hands in mine and cry with ha
: piness. Yes, me, sir. I'm her he'
coachman now, but when Miss Ma
gets a little older I'm going to tai
her riding and teach her to hand
horses. You see, it m out in Il
} blood, mister.
; Copyright, 1918, by w. G. Chapman
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