Penny Dreadfuls, 1895 · page 134 of 215
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- AST J bee Od etna eel on ~~ ¥).*, La z “% ae ets * P| . _ A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND. 113 =e *“Where is he, Mrs. Ralston? And how did he come??’’ x ‘*I don’t know, Orry, but he was standing at the stable : door when I got up. Your saddle is on just as you had it, ‘ but the poor creature looks as if he had been driven about Sa to death. ”’ Pik Stopping to hear no more Aurian ran out of the manor, to be met midway in the yard by the horse, which gave a whinny of delight at sight of her. His appearance showed %; that- he had come far and fast, but unmindful of his if streaming coat she threw her arms about his neck, as exclaiming: | 2 rae ‘You dear, nobis creature! where have you been? Are i you glad to see your mistress once more, old fellow?’’ Ina | | lower tone she asked: ‘‘Did he not send any message by | you? How I wish you had a tongue so you could tell me . all.’’ The intelligent animal gave another whinny in that soft, an - winning way belonging only to that noblest of quadrupeds, and bending low his head rubbed its top against her. It may have been that the leather chafed him; it may be that he knew the treasure concealed there. Who can tell? © Does the old bridle hurt you?’’ asked Aurian, unfasten- ing the strap and pulling off the headpiece, when she saw -a tiny strip of paper fastened on the inner side. With feverish anxiety she read the single word, ‘‘saved.”’ ‘*Oh, you darling old Maze, you deserve to live without work all the rest of your precious life. I could eat you up, I am so glad to see you again. But you must be hungry, and you shall have the, best in the stable. Mrs. Ralston, call that lazy S’posen, and send him -here at once. ’’ S’posen Jones, for once being promptly on hand, led Maze away to the stable, muttering to himself: ‘““Yit’s monstrous cur ’us, but I s’pec’s I lak to see de truf ob dis mattah! I’se a cute one, missus! But Lor’ ___ gakes! I nebber—haw! haw ! haw!’’ pee ey +. : ’ > ee 5 - ee Vk Sth) hn ty et pian a a es te’ k ie» C Be ate eS Ee ee oe) Stee oe, rer ‘ . , ~~ ie ' Baby A x vt ca gto -*) -comicboo