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"Well, you tell Joe that I'll be there as quick as shank's horses can carry me," she said, turning away from the door, leaving Sol to gather what pleasure he was able out of the situation. She lost no time in primping and preparing, but was on the road before Sol had gone a quarter of a mile. Mrs.
In response to an enquiry about his horse, he intimated that that animal for the present consisted of Shank's mare; that he had ridden up from town with Squire Harrington, and dismounted at that gentleman's gate. "The Squire offered to drive me on as far as here," he added; "but as it was only a short walk I reckoned I'd come on afoot."
She was not aware of it herself just then. The subject was one which made her feel sadder than was her wont, and she was glad to change it. Old Shank's cottage was soon reached. It stood about half a mile from the village. It was situated in a hollow, an old quarry, by the side of a hill, the bare downs rising beyond it without a tree near. A desolate-looking place in its best days.
"Come right down off'm that mow this minute," said she. When we had come down and the dog had followed pulling the rope after him, Aunt Deel was pale with anger. "Go right home right home," said she to Amos. "Mr. Baynes said that he would take me up with the horses," said Amos. "Ye can use shank's horses ayes! they're good enough for you," Aunt Deel insisted, and so the boy went away in disgrace.
I sat on a board in the back of the covered cart, only too glad for any sort of locomotion which was not "shank's mare." Just after we left Esbly I saw first an English officer, standing in his stirrups and signaling across a field, where I discovered a detachment of English artillery going toward the hill.
T. V. Keene, in charge of the medical relief work in the flooded districts, said he feared no epidemic. Hundreds of thousands of dollars were reported necessary to relieve suffering among the flood refugees in Indianapolis, according to the report of the General Relief Committee, made on Wednesday, April 2d, at a meeting in Mayor Shank's office.
The old woman had kept her keenness of vision and, though Barbara tried to avoid her, the little ex-maid stopped her and asked scornfully: "Here in Ratisbon again, sweetheart? How fresh you look after your severe illness! yet you're still on shank's mare, instead of in the gold coach drawn by white horses." Barbara abruptly turned her back upon her and went home.
"Well, you know, there's no great mystery about it. If a bold sailor will go huntin' close to the house, and run down his game right in front of Mr Shank's windows, he must expect to have witnesses. However, give me your flipper, mess-mate, and let me congratulate you, for in my opinion there's not such another dear on all the slopes of the Rocky Mountains.
Mary reached Mr Shank's door. She heard him feebly approaching to withdraw the bolts; as soon as he had done so, he tottered back, panting, to his seat. "I am glad you have come, Mary, or I might have been found stiff and cold on my bed. I am very ill, I fear, for I have never felt before as I do now," he said, in so low and trembling a voice that Mary had to draw closer to hear him.
"More of Yellow Elk's work!" muttered the boomer. "I'll tell you, men, that red is a corker, and as a dead Indian he couldn't be beat." "I declar' this most stumps me!" growled Dan Gilbert. "Here's the trail plain enough, but it's all out of the question ter follow on shank's own mare." "Let us hunt up Clemmer and the others," suggested Jack Rasco.
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