Penny Dreadfuls, 1887 · page 71 of 267
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G4 3 BONNY JEAN. moon, so bright and clear, would shine all night, Lady knew, and she felt no terror. At last, tired out, Flirt began to slacken her speed. And so the gray mists which precede the dawn began to appear in the east; then a pearly streak, followed later by crimson and golden er and, at length, the god of day arose in all his glory. By this time Flirt was ptetty well tired out, and was going on at an ordinary pace. Lady rubbed her eyes and glanced about her uneasily. They had not passed a habitation in all that long, lonely night ride, and now it was with a feeling of intense thankfulness that she caught sight of a column of dark smoke, and knew that some dwelling was nigh. She was so fatigued, so stiff and lame from her fearful ride, that she kept herself from fainting with diffi- culty. And so, coming around a clump of pines, she came in sight of a log-cabin. A rough-looking man lounged before the door, smoking as though his life depended upon it; inside, Lady caught a glimpse of a frowzy-headed woman, busily en- gaced in cooking breakfast over a huge lightwood fire in the mud fire-place, and several half-clad children swarmed about, yelling and quarreling. Flirt stood still beside the low rail fence and before the house, where two or three long, lean porkers were industriously grubbing and squealing, and a yoke of oxen were patiently grazing. Lady essayed to speak, but her voice would not obey her, and she sat helpless on Flirt’s back, while the man arose, and, with his hands in his pockets, puffing away at his corn-cob pipe, slowly approached her. With a mighty effort, Lady found her voice. ‘* May I go in and rest awhile, sir, if you please?” she asked, as meek as a lamb. ‘Which ?” The man’s face expressed intense astonishment; he leaned against the fence and gazed with such undisguised wonder at the unexpected apparition, that his pipe fell from his mouth, and was captured at once by one of the youngsters aforesaid. Eomichbooks:.co =)