Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1919-10-24
CHAPTER VI.

The appearance of Miss Lucy Nor
gan the next day, as she sat in
Georges fast cutter. proved SO charm
sng that her escort was stricken to
soft words instantly and failed to con-
troll poetic impulse. "You look
like" he said. .ssYour face looks.
like-it looks like a snowflake on a
lump of coal. / mean IA snowflake
that would be a rose-leaf toow
perhaps you'd better look at the
reins," she returned. eve almost up
set just then"
George declined to heed this advice.
Because there's too much pink in
your cheeks for a. snowflake" he con-
tinued. whats that fairy story about
snow-white and rose-red-" ~
''We're going pretty fast, Mr.. Nina
ferl"
"well, you see, I'm only here for
two weeks"
II mean the sleigh !" she explained.
~We're not the only people ON the
street, you know" 80 e,4.,vt..
''Oh. they'll keep out of the way"
''That's very patrician charioteeer-
mg, but 1t seems to me horse like
this needs guidance. I'm sure he's
going almost twenty miles an hous."
That's nothing" said George; but
he consented to look forward again,
HE can trot under three minutes, all
right" He laughed. 81 suppose your
father thinks he can Duffd horse1ess
carriage to 60 that fastr'
"They go that fast already, some
times"
Eyes," said George; "they do-for
about hundred feetI Then they give
= yell and burn up"
Evidently she decided not to defend
her fathers faith in horseless car
riages, for she laughed and said roth
ing. The cold air was polka-dotted
with snowf1akes, and trembled to the
loud. continuous jingling 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
Ger, though a hundred soggy mittens
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 a thing
which some day was to spoil all their
sleightime merriment-save for the
sashest and most disobedient. 1t was
vaguely like a 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 no
attempt to fasten their sleds to con-
trivance so -nonsensical and yet so
cearsome. Instead they gave over their
sport and concentrated all their ener-
gies In, their lungs, so that up and
down the street the one cry shrilled
increasingly: "Git hossi Git boss
cit boss Mister, why don't you git
a hossY But the .mahout in charge,
sitting solitary on the front seat, was
unconcerned-he laughed, and now
and then ducked a SNOWFALL without
losing any of his good-nature. 1t was
Mr.. Eugene Morgan who exhibited SO
cheerful countenanee between the
forward visor of a deer-stalker cap
and the collar of fuzzy gray ulster
~Git hoss!" the children shrieked
and gruffer voices Joined them. "Git
4 hossl Git boss! Git a hoss!"
George Minafer was correct thus
far; the twelve miles an hour Of such
q machine would never overtakt
George's trotter The cutter was al
ready scurrying between the stone pill
lars at the entrance to ANDERSON ad
dition.
'4That's my grandfather's." sale
George. nodding toward the Ambersor
mansion.
Il ought to know thatl'' Lucy ex
claimed, 1--WE stayed there late enough
last night: papa and were almos
the last to go. He and your mothel
and Miss Fanny Minafer got the mu
sicians to play another waltz wheI
everybody else had gone downstairI
and the fiddles were being put ava.
III their cases. Papa danced part o
Irwin Miss Minafer and the rest witt
your mother. Miss Minafer's you
aunt, isn't sheT ~
4Yes; she lives with u.s. That's on
house iykt .besand gfAHdfathsfs 3
waved 4 5 alslkin gauntlet to indicat