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Patsie lost her footing and, after a slipping plunge or two, fell floundering on her side before her mistress could support her with the rein. Active as a boy, Elizabeth loosened her foot from the stirrup and flung herself to the other side of the road, out of the way of the dangerous hoofs. Elizabeth slipped as her feet struck the ground and she landed on "all-fours" in the grass.
"Isn't anyfing," sniffed His Majesty, mindful of his manhood, and raising his head from the motherly bosom upon which it was resting. "I only fought vat you you petted Patsie 'cause she had ve blue wiban, and and if I'd had ve blue wiban too, m-my Papa w-would pet me."
Even to-day she hoped that he would be present when she drove Patsie into the yard. Fortune favoured Elizabeth in getting home with the horse and buggy. John had said that he was going to the pasture to look over the stock, and when Hugh saw Elizabeth drive through the gate they had left open, there was nothing for him to do but go forward to take her horse.
Her own children some day there's no telling. But good-night to you, dear" he patted her head "good-night all. Wesley, Tommie, Patsie all of ye, good-night. In the morning we'll have it out." Out the door he went, and I fancied there was almost a blush on Minnie Arkell's face. Tom O'Donnell was the kind of a man a fellow would like to have for a father. From Mrs.
Two minutes later, the chu-chu lizard's tail was wriggling on the matting of the veranda, and the children were gravely poking it with splinters from the chick, to urge its exhausted vitality into "just one wiggle more, 'cause it doesn't hurt chu-chu." The Commissioner's wife stood in the doorway and watched: "Poor little mite! A blue sash ... and my own precious Patsie!
In her desire to help, Elizabeth had but increased her mother's burdens, and she tried to assume an attitude of added tenderness toward her in her own mind, and puckered her young face into a frown as she let Patsie limp slowly from one low hill to another.
Elizabeth dodged into the barn as soon as its friendly door could be reached, thankful that the cows were as far as they were from it. Joe was harnessing a team in the far corner. "You better shy around pa, Sis; and get t' th' house," he cautioned. "All right. He told me to harness Patsie, but she's so lame I know she can't work what will I do?" "If she can't work, she can't. How did it happen?"
"When we got home again, we found the Easter Hare had been there too; so we were finely spoilt that year," said Gretel. Several weeks before Easter this year, before Patsie came to stay with them, Gretel and Barbara went for an afternoon walk in the fields with their father and mother.
By the time the ladder was put away again her hands were stinging till it was impossible to work, and she ran to the barn where she could put them against Patsie's flank while she blew her warm breath upon them. Patsie was ticklish, and twitched her loose hide nervously and gnawed at her feed-box with little squeals of excitement. The feed-box was of two-inch lumber instead of the usual sort.
"Toby wanted my sash," explained Patsie. "I don't now," said His Majesty the King, hastily, feeling that with one of these terrible "grown-ups" his poor little secret would be shamelessly wrenched from him, and perhaps most burning desecration of all laughed at. "I'll give you a cracker-cap," said the Commissioner's wife. "Come along with me, Toby, and we'll choose it."
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