The Madisonian. (Richmond, Ky.) 1913-1914, 1913-01-22

mouth imaginable Vivacity and Miss
Mabel were pals and mischief lurkec
I'm her horizon like the rosy petals IN
the sunsets glow.
Il love horses" she babbled. pat
ting the sleek neck of her mettlesome
black mount Il have an Arabian al
homeland he's simply perfect"
81 go in for bulldogs myself" cross.
| fired the mayor, taciturnly. Nothing
beats bulldog on the front seat of
an automobile"
With the man under 1t on his
back" rippled the girl, curbing her
horse as a pig woof-woofed from the
highway into tho weedy roadside.
The mayor laughed
And with O woman In the back
seat pouting at Chawles and telling
him every five minutes in shrill
voice that that isn't what's the matter
with the machine at ALL" he scoffed.
The girl shrugged her shoulders.
Your wife?"
mo. my bulldog"
Striking her horse with the whip.
the girl dashed of ahead.
I'll race you to Lakevillei" she
cried over her shoulder
Bedight's face clouded as he fol
lowed. The horse Miss Arney rode
was nervous, long-limbed beast with
a wicked eye. She had chosen him
of the pair against the mayors sug-
gestion that she ride the mare he be-
strobe.
Around turn In the road she few
on the black, his ears back. the bit
in his teeth. Bedight spurred after
her. but the mare was no match for
her mate. The twisting road kept
the girl from view, but ahead he could
hear the rapid hoof-beats of the fly
ing animal.
Then. above the noise of the race,
there came piercingly sharp whistle
followed by a woman's scream!
The mayor urged the mare forward.
At the turn he saw ahead a traction
engine on the turnpike. In the wood
beside the road two grimy workmen
stood over q woman lying upon the
leaf mold. The mayor rode up and
dismounted. AS he approached the
girl sat up. bewildered An ugly
scratch on her bride hand was bleed
ing freely.
"He-he SHE'D at the engine" she
explained. gamely, land scraped me
off under this tree"
Bedight's relief was plainly depicted
in his face.
You are not seriously hurt?" he
inquired, soberly.
NO" she laughed. In the words
of Richard Ill, Give me another
horse and bind up my wounds.
He tore a linen handkerchief into
strips. knelt before her and carefully
bound up her hand.
Thank you" she said, gayly. land
now If you will catch my horse we
will proceed"
One of the workmen came forward
leading the runaway
You were lucky" congratulated
the mayor as they set out on the road
But be careful OF that animal He's
a fretter."
"A nervous horse and a nervous
always fret themselves into |
.roubIe,'' she said. laughing. but real
y he wouldn't have thrown me If |
had had a clear field"
I'm not so sure" admonished the |
nan.
I'll prove it," cried the girl, spir-
teddy, giving the black full rein and |
flashing of again, like madcap.
The mayor, raging, set out as the
all to the kite. They were near the
village now. Down the hill the black
vent like race horse in swirl of
lust Across the bridge and through
he main street they tore like two
eaders on the county-fair course.
And then a baby-cab. propelled by
small boy. rolled directly in the
'ath of the mare. Bedight tried to
Jude free, but the mare was heavy
n her feet. There was crash. cry
rom the boy, wall from the babe
nd the devil to pay.
The girl came back trying to hold
er fidgeting horse Some one grasped
he rein of the animal
Get off, LADY," ordered the stolid
Individual. who looked like the village
blacksmith. You're arrested"
The mayor In the clutches of the
illage marshal. burly native, red
aced. thi2k-necked. stern, looked at
he girl blankly. Here was a pretty
less!
And thus they went up the main