The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-01-17

married life Helen nad kept
riding breaches and boots ana leg-
gins carefully packed away on tne
top shelf of his closet, she had never
before seen him wear them. And
now, in spite of her nervous fear OF
her horse, she thrilled with pride as
she saw how handsome, how thorough
bred how much more of the real
horseman he looked than even Mr.
Stevens, who rode frequently.
Warren swung himself into the
saddle with careless grace. He was
busy with one of the obstinate
straps of his CATERS and had hardly
glanced at Helen.
"You two ride on ahead called
out Mrs. Stevens. And ne and
Mr.. Stevens started off together.
Tt was a good road, and as it was
early Sunday morning they had 1T al
most to themselves.
ooh, if you can only keep them rid
ing on ahead" murmured Helen. m
so nervous and frightened-I've for
gottan everything / learned. Look,
show me quick Have | got my
reins right?"
mo. wait. your snaffle comes on
top" Mrs. Stevens leaned over and
deity adjusted the reins in Helen's
hands.
So far they had been walking. but
now, as Warren and Mr.. Stevens
broke into a trot, ahead of them,
their horses started up too.
Mrs. Stevens glanced at Helen
anztously She was very pale and
was holding desperately to the reins
Instead of posting to the trot. as
she had learned to do fairly well in
the last few lessons, she was being
jolted heavily by the horse.
''Try to post! II. he were to turn
round now-you'd give the whole
thing away"
"oh. / can't can't! This horse
seems different
But Helen's horse only trotted
faster and jolted her more heavily.
Lift up the reins and touch him
| in the flank with your heel" urged
| Mrs. Stevens again.
She is Frightened.
Helen seemed powerless to man
age the horse in any way, but in
order to keep up, it now broke into
a canter of its own accord. And
Helen had a moment of relief. for
she had only to sit close to the saddle.
and her poor horsemanship was not
so strikingly evident as in the trot.
Here Warren glanced back and
called to them and Helen was fer
vently grateful that he had not done
so before.
Eyes, we'll join you in a moment"
answered Mrs. Stevens. | want to
get used to this horse 9 bit first"
1t was few moments later that
an automobile whizzed by and
started Helen's horse into a gallop.
ooh. don't want to go so FAST
it frightens mel"
"Ycure all right" treasured Mrs.
Stevens, galloping close beside her.
mo. don't jerk him that way-pull
him down by degrees"
But Just then a motorcycle came
splutterlng toward them.
| "Oh. I'm afraid of that thing,
Oh-ohw
"Never mind, he won't shy. These
horses are used to everything. But
don't pull so-give him his head"
| For Helen in her nervous fear was
pulling desperately on the reins. Just
as the motorcycle swept by them the
explosions were louder than ever, and
Helen's horse, which had grown
more end more FESTIVE under her
constant jerking of the reins, SHE'D,
plunged forward and dashed off mad
".
| In q moment she was swept past
Warren before he realized what had
happened.
Give him his headl Give him his
headw he shouted, squirting his horse
after her.
| But Helen. when she ceased her
desperate Jerking, dropped the reins,
| and paralyzed with fear, chung to
the horses neck. The dangling
| reins frightened still more the already
| maGdened animal. He dashed on
Warren galloping fiercely after. And
then, just as Warren gained on her,
and was leaning far over to grasp
| her waist, her horse sWefved sharply,
throwing Helen TO the side of the
road as it plunged on. In an instant
Warren was off his horse and had
her in his arms.
An hour later Helen was on the