Evening star., 1921-04-17

AS A GREEN HORSE.
else. A circle of railbirds formed
with great promptitude.
Dare to slur and hout me. do you.
You kittle-bellied hyumpusT'
! Tho bard kept his seat and licked
his pencil and rolled up his eyes in the
abstraction of his epic mood.
| Say. I'm talking to you!" shrieked
Towle.
inat contemptuous Indifference
! wrought Towle to to a fairly ecstatic
pitch Of anger. 1t was the childish
rage of an old man. He wanted to
[ But he could not lay hand on. or put
| foot to. man who was sitting and
paying no attention to him. Mr..
Towle was not thinking clearly then.
sturnell to stand up and put up his
dsts SO that the accumulated grudge
Of the years might be attended to
| man fashion. He invited Mr.. Sturnell
% stand up! That gentleman merely
unused above the sheet of paper. In
| Mr.. Towles whirling thoughts was
! that instructive knowledge that a
man who can control himself under
| all other circumstances will never
| dog will thus spring the trigger
of endurance. why not bear? This
was not reasoning ~ the part OF
! Mr.. Towle-it was furious hope when
! tho bear was chained.
And the bear was sleeping!
| Therefore, with great deal OF con-
fdence in his own immunity and In
belligerent. Mr.. Towle kicked the
| bear.
"Do that again and I'll massacre
| ye" ragged the poet. coming out Of
his m meditation.
That was encouraging. and with
more vigor Mr.. Towle Immediately
| kicked the truggling bear once more.
Yak! The first time the bear
ieaped at the assaiiant;; the chain
But the apprehensive bystanders
scattered. having no faith in that
chain. The snarIing animal rose and
+! 1eaped again with more fury-and
| the chain parted.
| she could fold back easily. perceived
| her owner diving toward the door of
the stall. The bear was bouncing at
his heels
| The snort which she emitted was
ear-splitting. She leaped. broke her
halter and bowled over Mr.. Towle in
the doorway. When she was out
side. moved by the spirit Of self
protection. she whirled. gave the bear
both her heels and sent him rolling
over and over. This fresh and more
violent assault shifted the bears at
! tention from the PROSTATE Towle. In
two seconds an enraged bear was
doing his best to catch up with a fu-
| gitive horse, and 1t was in no degree
a hopeless chase. because Maud kept
| tripping over what was left of the
halter rope And there were numer-
! GUS obstacles, such as wagons and
! the scattering populace. and sheds
I
horses that were scoring on the
hom in her zigzag course.
by trotting horse instinct. Maud
did reach the Observation-Disclosures
30 experience had taught her. there
was room for speed. So she clattered
J wire. and then through gate and
out Of the fair grounds. followed by a
stubborn bear.
The proprietors Of Cephas and Maud
| stood like men petrifed till their
properties had vanished in the dust
Of the highway: Then Mr.. Towle
| limped over to Mr. Sturnell and hit
his ex-partner in the eye. Mr.. Stur-
nell returned the compliment. The
| intervening neutrals stopped hostil-
tiles.
! $50 that's the kind of dirty work
/ you've trained her to. is it?" demand
! ed Sturnell. Between the two Of you
I
bear. and I've got plenty Of witnesses
and I'll sue you for the last dollar
you own"
But Towle had already found retort
| useless and invective vain. Tossing
his arms and wagging his head he
| rushed in the direction Of the judges
stand. Mr. Sturnell followed, but hav-
| ing shorter legs. he could not run as
fast.
THE first arrival hammered and
leaped and cracked his fists when
/ he reached the home stretch The
! crowd. pricked by desire for informa-
ton on certain points. grew very
quiet. and in the silence his shrill
tones reached all ears.
| II ask you what this is. jedges. q
hoss-trot or a wild west show?"
He received no Official information.
j Mr. Towle turned his back on the
judges and faced the grandstand
Let it all come out. then! It's time
for the public to know! I'm going to
show up this fair management It's a
! ten thousand dollar plot to kill
straight hoss-trotting in this state.
I've been picked out for the victim"
The starter began to clang his bell.
And there goes some more of the
plot! They're afraid of free speech!
But you all saw what has been done.
They sicked bear onto my hoss!"
countenance Indicated that he had a
great deal to say. but he had no
breath left with which to say IL