American adventures : a second trip "Abroad at home" . lmust be single-footing. I had never single-footed be-fore. Just as I was beginning to like it, however, hechanged to a trot, then l)ack to single-footing again, andso on, in a curious puzzling manner. Except for the changes of gait, we were now going onrather well, and I had begun, for the first time, to feela little security, when all of a sudden he swerved offand galloped with me up a driveway leading toward awhite house which stood on a hill two or three hundredyards from the road. Again I tried to stop him, butwhen I pulled on the rei
American adventures : a second trip "Abroad at home" . lmust be single-footing. I had never single-footed be-fore. Just as I was beginning to like it, however, hechanged to a trot, then l)ack to single-footing again, andso on, in a curious puzzling manner. Except for the changes of gait, we were now going onrather well, and I had begun, for the first time, to feela little security, when all of a sudden he swerved offand galloped with me up a driveway leading toward awhite house which stood on a hill two or three hundredyards from the road. Again I tried to stop him, butwhen I pulled on the reins he shook his head savagelyfrom side to side and snorted in a loud and threateningmanner. As we neared the house I saw that two ladies were sit-ting on the porch regarding our approach with hoped that Dr. Bell would find some way of keepingon past the house and into the fields, but he had no suchintention. Instead of going by, he swung around thecircle before the porch, and stopped at the steps, uponwhich the two ladies were sitting. 132. I RIDE A HORSE One of them was a white-haired woman of gentlemien; the other was a girl of eighteen or twenty withpretty, mischievous eyes. Both the ladies looked up inquiringly as Dr. Bell andI stopped. I lifted my hat. It was the only thing I could think ofto do at the moment. At this they both nodded we sat and stared at one another. Well? said the old lady, when the silence had be-come embarrassing. I felt that I must say something, so I remarked: This is a very pretty place you have here. At this, though the statement was quite true, theylooked perplexed. Ts there any message? asked the young woman,after another pause. Oh, no, I answered lightly. I was riding by andthought I d take the liberty of coming up and tellingyou—telling you that although I am a Northerner and astranger here, I love the South, the quaint old South-ern customs, the lovely old houses, the delicious waffles,the— That is very gratifying,
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