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Occasionally he looked at the equestrienne on the prancing roan, but for the greater part of the time the lenses were centered on the face and form of the woman in the buckboard. For the first time in his life Red McVey had dodged a direct issue when Carter had asked him why Douglass had not met them in person.
Vernon Twomley, with his famous trained steed Bucephalus; Madame Orley, with her horse Chimborazo, who lacks only the gift of speech to take a first class at the University of Oxford; M. Aristide, the admired trapezeist; Goo-Goo, the unparalleled and side-splitting clown; and last, but not least, Mademoiselle Mignon, the child equestrienne, whose feats of agility are the wonder of the age!
She had taken an attitude on her wooden horse such as might have been envied by an accomplished equestrienne, her elbows held well back, her shoulders down, her chest expanded, her right leg over the pommel, her left foot in the stirrup, and never after did any real gallop give her the same delight as this imaginary ride on an imaginary horse, she looking at herself with entire satisfaction all the time in an enormous cheval-glass.
She proved so easy to learn, and showed such aptitude and application in study, that he afforded her the best opportunities given young ladies in New England at that day. And in his pride of horsemanship he took much pains to make her a skillful equestrienne, and never seemed prouder than when riding out with Elizabeth by his side upon an elegant steed in costly equipage.
As the equestrienne shrank to the neck of the trembling horse upon which she sat, the timber just grazed her spangled hair. It struck the ground and tore loose above. Its other end hit the pile of seat planks with a crash. Andy felt them topple. He tried to steady himself, to jump aside. He was caught in the tumble and went headlong to the sawdust, the planks falling on top of him.
And her popularity as an equestrienne fed her pride, and her gay letters home were full of it, and very agreeable to her proud father.
Lot into the traditional pillar of salt, and the house and the curtain were brought down together. Restored to good-humour, the audience had forgotten the disgrace and failure of their favourite equestrienne. "I am tired of tears and laughter And men that laugh and weep, Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap.
She had taken an attitude on her wooden horse such as might have been envied by an accomplished equestrienne, her elbows held well back, her shoulders down, her chest expanded, her right leg over the pommel, her left foot in the stirrup, and never after did any real gallop give her the same delight as this imaginary ride on an imaginary horse, she looking at herself with entire satisfaction all the time in an enormous cheval-glass.
Have you gone circus-crazy, and run away from home?" "No ma'am, but I'd like to." "Oh, dear! I guess you boys are all alike," commented the equestrienne. "Why do you wish to leave home?" "It's a long story," said Andy, with a sigh. "Tell it, Wildwood," spoke Marco. "We will be glad to listen." "Yes, indeed," assented Stella Starr. "I am interested in you, Andy.
In spite of his jeering remarks Emile thoroughly appreciated the girl's pluck, and knew that if she failed it would be purely from physical reasons. "Iron in a velvet sheath," he had described her, and iron did not bend it broke. After some consideration he approached the very unapproachable Manager. "It's time you gave your leading equestrienne a holiday," he observed. "She's getting ill.
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