The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-12-04
CHAPTER VI.

IHe upptuTuuCt VI MISS Lucy nlOT
gan the next day. as she sat In
Georges fast cutter. proved so charm
ing that her escort was stricken tc
soft words instantly and failed to con
troll poetic impulse. ''You look
like" he said. "Your face looks
like--it looks like snowflake on d
lump of coal. ! mean IA snowflake
that would be a rose-leaf tool"
"Perhaps you'd better look at the
reins," she returned. "We almost up
set Just then"
George declined TO heed this advice.
Because there's too much pink in
your cheeks for snowflake" he con-
hnued. "What's that fairy story about
snow-white and rose-red-"
"we're going pretty fast, Mr.. Nina
ferr
swell. you see. I'm only here for
two weeks"
" mean the slelghl" she explained.
"we're not the only people on the
street, you know"
"0h. they'll keep out Of the way"
That's very patrician charioteeer-
lng, but It seems to me a horse like
this needs guidance. Tn sure he's
going almost twenty miles an hour"
"That's nothing" said George; but
he consented to look forward again.
HE can trot under three, minutes, all
right" He laughed. II suppose your
father thinks he can build horseless
carriage to go that. fast"
"They so that fast already. some
times"
"Yes." said George; "they do-for
about hundred feetl Then they give
Q yell and burn up."
Evidently she decided not to defend
her fathers faith In horseless car
riages, for she laughed and said moth.
Ing. The cold air was polka-dotted
with snowflakes, and trembled to the
loud. continuous jlngling Of sleigh
bells. Boys and girls. all aglow and
painting Jets of vapor. darted at the
passing sleighs to ride ON the runners
or sought to rope their sleds to any
vehicle whatever. but the fieetest no
more than just touched the flying cut,
ter. though hundred soggy mlttens
grasped for II. then reeled and whirled
till sometimes the wearers of those
daring mittens plunged fiat in the
snow and lay a-sprawl. rejecting.
But there came painting and chug.
ging up that fiat thoroughfare thing
which some day was 10 spoil all their
sleightime merrlment--save for the
Fashest and most dlsobedient. II was
vaguely like topless surrey. but cum
brous with unwholesome excrescences
fore and aft, while underneath were
spinning leather belts and something
that whirred and howled and seemed
to stagger. The ride-stealers made nc
attempt to fasten their sleds to u con
trivance so nonsensical and yet SC
fearsome. Instead they gave over theli
sport and concentrated all their ener
gies In their lungs. so that up ant
down the street the one cry shrillet
increasingly: "Git hoss Git a hoss
Git hoss Mister. why don't you gi
q hoss3' But the mahout In charge
sitting solitary on the front seat, wa,
unconcerned--he laughed, and nov
and then ducked a SNOWFALL without
losing any of his good-nature. It wa,
Mr.. Eugene Morgan who exhibited s,
cheerful countenance between tn,
forward visor Of deer-stalker cal
and the collar Of fuzzy gray ulster
"Git hossl" the children shrieked
and gruffer voices Joined them. "Gi
a hoss Git hossl Git hossw
George Minafer was correct thu
far: the twelve miles an hour of sucl
a machine would never overtak
Georges trotter. The cutter was al
ready scurrying between the stone pill
lars at the entrance to ANDERSON ad
dition.
"That's my grandfather's," sal,
George, nodding toward the Anderson
mansion.
II ought to know that" Lucy ex
claimed. ave stayed there late enougl
hast night: papa and l were almos
the last to so. He and your mothe
and Miss Fanny Minafer got the mu
Gcians to play another waltz whel
everybody else had gone downstair
and the fiddles were being put ava
in their cases. Papa danced part o
II with Miss Minafer and the rest wit
your mother. Miss Minafer's you
aunt. Isn't sher
"Yes; she lives with US. That's ou
house Just beyond grandfather's." II
waved 2 seslslSin gauntlet to indicat