South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-03-19
By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
THE THIRD YEAR.


Its the next station now" said
Warren putting down his paper and
glancing out OF the car window.
"Oh. then. II ISN'T SO far. It's not
more than fifty minutes, is II dear .
asked Helen.
"Fifty-hve minutes on the train. I
believe Baldwin calls IL an hour and
a quarter from Wall ST. He don't
seem 10 mind il, but that trip night
and morning would be more than I'd
want"
country" murmured Helen. a little
,sistfuliy, looking out at the green
flelds.
Baldwin wants us to take that cot
tage just below theirs. It's cheap
onough-;hey only ask $500 for the
whole summer. But living in the
country when you have &" come IN
every day is not what it's cracked up
TO be. Here-this is the station
now"
It could hardly be called a station;
there was only covered platform,
beside which stood rig with for
lCrn-lOokilg horse.
Can you take us up to Oakview-
Mr.. Baidwin's placer" asked Warren
OF the driver. who was busting off the
shabby seat. expectantly.
YES sir, YES sir" stepping aside for
them 20 eater
But Helen had been gazing at the
wretched looking horse. Ii was gaunt
and bony. and hung its head in hope
less detection. And there was piece
of sOiled tOwelling on its shoulder
under the harness. which spoke plain
y Of "A sore beneath.
"Oh, dear. I won't ride behind that
horse-I can't" Then turning indig-
nantly 20 he driver. How can you
drive crrch a 10 isn't strong
enough 10 draw this hack-he looks
half starved"
"Oh. he's all right. ma'am: he just
looks thai wav. Hell take you up
there all right"
Now don't stop TO fuss about the
horse" interrupted Warren impatient
". Cant expect prancing steeds in
"a country hack-can you ,"
Warren. don't ask me TO ride be-
hind that horse. I'd rather walk
Look" and as she leaned over she
raised up the edge of the towelling,
showing under IL a raw. red sore. The
horses skin quivered as ne felt the
cloth being lifted, and he turned his
head in pathetic inquiry.
"Oh. I say" exclaimed Warren
who was n some ways very tender
hearted. That's outrageous Here, ="
70 the driver look at that sore. You
know that horse isn't fit to be driven.
Where's your stable ."
The man motioned sullenly down the
road.
as it your stabIe-do you own this
horse" Warren persisted.
mo sir it's Bennington's stable"
still more sullenly. 80
You say it's down 1.-THE road-how
far DOWN."
"About half a mile"
VERY well, now you take me there"
and Warren jumped into the rig.
You stay here. Helen, I'm going
10 see about this horse"
The man GemuTred, but quickly be-
came Submissive when Warren threat
ened him with arrest for driving such
an animal.
And Helen wGited cOntentedly on
the platform. Growing that when once
Warren undertook a thing he put il
through, End that he would not rest
until ne arranged 70. have that horse
properly cared for.
1t was a full half hour before he
came back in the same hack with a
boy driving and with another and
much better horse.
It's all right" as he jumped out to
help Helen in. "Tve got that man
thoroughly frightened. Hen not drive
that horse in that condition again.
I'll ask Baldwin 10 keep an eve on
man who'd work a horse like that,
y Here, lift 40 your feet and let me tuck
in this lap robe"
ooh. I'm so glad. dear" and Helen
pressed his hand under the robe IF
! d thought that wretched horse was
standing here To be driven around it
would have spoiled my stay. oh, YOU
are the dearest. kindest- hearted per
son in the world"