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OLD SONGS. i ■m Bp times a day my prayer is, v <*■"■ * ' Kze * my fill on Thoralis; / Rhree times thriee I daily pray So offend that sacred May. ■11 the year my suit must be, St I may please, and she love me. m fcep, O sleep, fond fancy! ■ gy head, alas! thou tirest pith ip, false delight of that which thou desirest. in.l sleep, I say, fond fancy! 1 ave my thoughts molesting, fhy master’s head hath need of sleep and rest iug. r hair's a net of golden.wire, jn ■ •> t tangl heart 'd is, led that by wy in wandering wise eyes o , ; no lea ill aa retire; in r r v. ill in that sweet bondage die U 3 ;.n !.;• vk one hair to gain its liberty. QUATREFOIL; Jpjorae Up lag through two or three Fifty-ninth years ago any New one street, * ..k. r ’ -.it 0 o’clock on pleasant mom i have seen two girls on horse o. W by a staid, elderly groom, E Th avenue gate of Central ; : presently disappear under the Tnvay which forms the entrance • he road. ;, wo girls were my cousin Leslie Li‘ lam and myself, Louise Marie 'mot, usually known to all my in as Lou Arbuthnot. Leslie was a i. slender girl with straight classic fea¬ rn, marble white complexion, and a •feet rope of hair, “yellow like ripe •ii.” On horseback, in her perfectly .ing habit, absolutely molded to her ii*\ she was one continued sinuous, Graceful outline from head to foot. *over, she was very clever, studious, lult well read, and had but one serious in my eyes, that of being morbidly, |iwa’lv shy, and especially with men. wl 1 would have thought every man was pvoil Iln in sheep’s clothing. this respect, as in most others, I was Iperfect contrast to Leslie, as I was f'rt- P'ump. and rosy cheeked, with 4 - v vo ", n hair, and I have been told sea that the dimples round my mouth 1 under my eyes are— But there! liat is the use of repeating such things? At that time I had been advised to try ■ Eu£ a ^ for mv health and Leslie Cd who Tnvitol al w, ,t out every day Bn F I had but one objection—the fact ■....... t I am. and always was, an arrant I I ou horseback Mv father ghfA who I E 13^1 -1 rarid”n.. hm^tadmota. ihoT the ISSrrE I i and attempted F IhomL ’ which 7 too'tef summed summed up up S m bvo formulas, , viz.: , 1 , all . horses can be £ ' - r ’ •■> " a horse Horse which wmen can can be ueriuuen ridden ly a man can be ridden by a woman. I I Alan,u Al-h.-'iHi li hv by dint dint of ot instrue mstiucc.n f: on I l L\trned.to Lcrse, ride well enough on a quiet Rraa and even to sit a plunge or two, L, afraid all the time, and if an ani p i j ; a of ^ oil 1 no i*ive aixmi about havin* navin 0 7 * his ms y.v.i way ho , n . sure to get it with me. this dav I prefer to ride a trotting ho-(• ho k . b-'Cause o.cai.se when nen a a trotting trouin horse norsc is is batting I am sure lie is not running I I way. No words can tell howl hated and ftli-ed Lthe mv black pony Sprite, and well little wretch know it and take idvantage of h.s power. Perhaps three normng, out of four he would go along juietly enough, the fourth he would shy kt ^ver, every baby wagon, D. P. P. cart, dram or bright pebble he could see, kick knaginary flies, squat like a rabbit if Raw a bicycle, then leap up and scut ■ Ell, away in the same fashion. Worse though he had absolutely no fear of elevated road, at such times he jrjul.1 bund not and go rising under placidly it, but turning his short hind on llZ7 bgs, would give me the option of getting hh ^ ° r 5Um “ ndenng 41 ^ fin Ind ridicule vain did Leslie the result urge, scold, always coax, me; was the same: her groom had to come up and i lead Sprite. I Leslie, who in the saddle knew fear, no could not realize my timidity. Her own horse, a powerful bay thoroughbred, seemed to me a^ perfect terror, liable as lie was at any moment to jump an un¬ known number of feet off the ground, lash out viciously while in the air, then landing a dozen feet farther on, canter away as quietly as before; but Leslie j liked nothing better. Notwithstanding my frequent terrors, these morning rides were very pleasant, Often we met and exchanged greetings with girls whom we knew, though we seldom joined any other party. Some riders we were nearly sure to meet, j among them Miiicent Tremaine on her pretty but wicked little mustang, and about this time you were pretty apt to see Fred Vandorhayden’s showy black marc Forget Me Not trotting as close alongside the Comet as the pony would mow. Often, too, we met the Dayton twins, and rain or slime we were sure to Bee those fast friends Rhita Travers and Edith Mayfield. It always amused me to see Lcs and Edith Mayfield scan each other’s horses. Both were, in school par lance, crack riders, but Les had ridden all her life, while Miss Mayfield had only been riding a fuw years. Though Les was by far the handsomest woman and most graceful rider, Edith was hard to beat for dash, pluck and fearlessness. As her cousin, Graham Vane, used to say: “I nevermind seeing Edith on a bad horse as I would another woman. I always feel sure she will come out all right somehow or other. She has the knack of managing horses.” Miss Mayfield needed to have a knack, for I never saw any one ride habitually such satanic animals, though Leslie some times looked positively envious, while Edith never failed to cast an admiring glance at Leslie s handsome Roushan Bey, especially if at the time he happened to lie haying an attack of hysteria of the j dnd | Q ne m ^ rn j n g late in April we rode up to the end of Tenth aV e„ne, and turned into a field to jump, while Leslie sent her m off on au erran d, saying that mean(ime she W oul(l give Roushan Bev nraotirp over a stone wall I 3| - ini l^‘. i Sorite e over the low rail fence * 'i * 4 dlv ! ded from , , this feat satisfied all my ambition m that * Jfthesto^wMlwhfclihe T Roushan Bev at the highest S 1 art ?! ft 1 ’ j ?• i , P * 8 T ' " T? P “ to Spnte, thinking , himself • deserted , i rashed hls * hm j 7?“’ i 0g9? «T? planted his forefeet on the . s . nc ’ an j l st t ™’ i rulmlv calmly hut out firmlv t n > refusing ^ to move. I screamed to Leslie i ” whisked t° . conw rmiek (puck, while '’•niic Snrite ^pnte onlv oniy wmsKeu his little docked tail, cocked his ears, and : actually *J “ wriggled with enjoyment J of mv ; ’ , ;1 * ; At ^ turned her horse ■ round to to assistance, . , como come to my ! , . P / i r^, alarmed at the rurious spectacle, jetused refused to to come come near near me me, re,ir lear * angn ^ i v a t each attempt Leslie made % . • i : Af tii"■ moment I saw a horseman * ® raii idlv ^ toward us evi<lentlv in . ^ di ^i i? - rJ, V t glanLd mv shriek he cU k llis 0 just at Leslie, but seeing “ that she needed no assistance, he dismo nted threw the reins on the k of lds llorec and came toward me . , , . , • . , nlease ” but he ‘ g j i, orsema n for that Ad jn 1 ujckIv be made a s | igbt detour, , hinwlf liMitlv over the wall «nd a comine throu^the auietlv un to me slinnedone nonv’s bridle andpass . « thc other round mv waist lifted me f ^ h id j and placed pj^ed m me e gently gently on on h g T , mixt moment Master Sorite found himself L“',t‘''the‘iKnv on his four f^t with a man flrm^ g ^de a sudden to k ek k tne new nuer offthat on, mai iai fail V tog ng ! tne<l to got rid of hint bv turning short round and plunging sideways, a plan which proved equally unsuccessful. Sprite was a pony of much sagacity, and al¬ ways, if he could, avoided any personal discomfort. He therefore appeared to submit, and even jumped the wall at the signal, though the vicious kicks he gave on landing were calculated to unseat any one, unless like a Centaur he bad been indissolubly joined to his horse. I think Sprite deeply regretted that piece of treachery. The lesson he received it did me gtxxi to see, and when at length breath ho was allowed a pause to recover and spirits, a meeker, sadder, more iir jured looking pony it would have been hard to And. I had long since recognized my cham¬ pion as Mr. Walter Devcreux, a classmate of my elder brother Clarence, though I had not seen him since class day, when he beguiled me 6ut of five dances. L * thanked him warmly, and Leslie quietly, for bis assistance, tliough I was still thoroughly scared at the ride home that lay before me. As Air. Devcreux talked he kept Sprit*' moving up and down, and seemed to be adjusting the saddle. d Suddenly before I he realized lifted it ()1T the going* an w j iat was on he had his own saddle on Sprite and was buckling mine on his ) 10m . “What are you going to do?” I asked, hastily. Arbuth .*with your permission. Miss notf i am going to put vou myself,” on my mare a nd ride your pony Iwck was the answer. 4 4 Pet Marjorie is a per fectly trained and steady animal, and just now you are not in a condition to contend with that willfu’- little pony of yours. ’ ’ Leslie looked very much as if she WO uld have liked to object, but did not we p i cnmv how to do so. Nothing could bo urged against Mr. Devcreux except ber general aversion to men, and she was? besides, I think, a g.ood deal morti ^ed at having failed to get Roushan Boy up in time. Mr. Devereux was therefore permitted to join us on our homeward ride. Sprite was a marvel of propriety, though an oc¬ casional shy or swerve made me glad I was not on his hack. Somehow after .... that it came about .... that Mr. Dovereux often accompanied us on our rides. I was more timid than ever, ^ Mr . Devercux undertook to give some much needed lessons in sub mission to his lot ’ me ra f anti r to keep Pet Marjorie exercised, as ho wanted his sister to ride her later on. Once or twice Clarence went with us, and Ixalio never got on well to £ Le» did not like chaff, andrhad no bmal1 ,, tauc, . lk . maeea, in(W(1 t 1 am am airaiu afmid fihe snt was often bored by the incessant banter thjt .. . Mr UvVdeux TV , V(>ro „ x anal . in( i t kepo un up, . hut nut ^.i ien s lje could always abstract lierself, , nna r , sufueient sumciuit comnanv company in in Rouslum nousnan Bey. l)eforo 1 knew that * 7 '™! not long Walter Devcreux was over hea*l and ears ^ . love , witli ih me, wmi( hi] r l -. wen, e ii i i d aia ; d not not want td <lehneto myself what I thought life a l)out him. For the first time in my T A wa - s cunousiy, „ nrir . 11 ^ v .framrelv strangely shv sny with v,nn a a ® ma tlU , n ; less 1 ( did ! u ! T I not want wa ! to lt ]‘ be iru forced U) K° to away, any decision, . for life was so hriglit and happy w®/ ' l^^d wuii^le 1 n0 ° n mo f7 ng ’ after aft) , r a brisk ' cantOT a ^ u JJ n the , Slde the rese 5 v oir . w e „ ’ "P at j""” 1 ' ^’ , “", . , Ld9t drne, meetin 4 race 10 race a ,lor8eman . wh ° Wa ?°T n J from lie d the r Ve stranger ; w a and tel . Mr. Deverenx ^ ri ° n ' ? hands m ^ tan( i2 I’hen, Uidv 1 ’ turning th . e tw to .° nien us, w' Walter S i^ . % ° mt see, was utterly discoa. certed, and instantly relapsed into one of her m08t fi ‘ so ! dumb shyness an ■** infirmitv which had been gradually | disappearing under the influence of Waite Devereux’s sunny, cordial manners am bright hoyfeh ways. Nevert helcss she di< her best, and after a few words hai passed we all continued up the Eas drive, u Leslie leading with Walter. Thi n rrangement did not altogether pleas* me. Though Marion Pevercux mad* himself very agreeable, his big gra; horse, Vintlex, was too frisky to suit m as a neighbor. As we were turning around the north end of the park. Pe Marjorie did something or other tha caused me to give a slight scream am drop my whip. This brought Waite * back at once, and can * 1 Vimlex to dar.c and prance in a ; that at once excite* Leslie's admiral n, '.idle tiu* abomin able capers that Ron ...m Bey immediate ly proceeded to execute as evidently fillet Marion Dovereux with resjiect and ap proval. Marjorie’s girth Walter found that Pot needed tightening, and I took the oppor tunity to adjust my hair. Perhaps Watte need not have sjH'iit so much time button ing my gloves and arranging my skirt but men are silly creatures, the wisest o them. When we overtook Leslie and Marioi they were half way up Seventh avenue walking their horses slowly forward an< chatting like old friends; and next morn ing, when Walter and Marion appeare* together, there were no black l<x>ks o freezing glances from Leslie -quite th reverse. Once get a shy girl started, an* what a pace she will go! In less than ; fortnight Les and Marion had neithe eyes, ears, nor tongue for anyone bu themselves. Shakespeare says somethin: about making a pair of stairs to love (a least Mary Anderson says it, if Shakes peare didn’t), hut what these two mad was a toboggan slide. If I bad net«*d so One day late in June we all met at th riding school for the last time lx*fore sep arating for the summer. This ride w meant should be ft long one, but the da; was very unpromising, It had rnine< the whole night through, the roads wer very muddy, and the sky anything hit clear. Nevertheless, after much discus sion, and sitting around the parlors, an* going to the door to look at the weather “out” was the word, and the horses which had been saddled and turned roun< since 9 o’clock, were ordered down. A new delay! Roushan Bey had rubbe< the buckle of his halter into his eye dm ing tho night, an< BT * ridden. Leslie, always pro nipt, at once sent fo an old steeplechaser belonging to In* uncle Mr. Chiswiek. which was kept at - stable j e t °'*p 4 4 K He ! never l« *n i wlara£ |,er an " ; to •<! wcer on< * >,v am in !. eyCt T j won! 1 c .Tin and *J )r oud wjonur ‘ QuaAmodt as the beast , war, t t1 no T w :, 7 u , 1 by the fact th: the horse i kicked i i at , - her a the moment t i I saw the skirt, adroit! v evading the kic’ Le S signed to the gr.«>:», to put his 1 over r Ouasiuitxlo’s u 1 r <■ c stole* < ‘ i: , up ^ t j, e horses shout, , cr, barely touching the hand Marion D< eux V, olfered ’. sprang * *\ h li^htlv P inU> J the , * ^ ~ Drawing the reins gently throug her lingers, she ordered the groom t |)a C i ; the horse out into the street will mu letjing go his hea<l. On the way to th park (Juammodo behaved well ,lut ‘ h '' 'nyment he ttlt th.. .l.rt r. .« l . n ““‘ h “ fect * 10 ■"J 1 ** wltl ! a v,ol * nc tha ‘ awful Uick jumi*, and went up the W <> drive in a succession of mad plunge suatcl “ , .« at tlw ,,ridle and takn ? every ) nt c f rein. 1 saw Leslies , ligl figure braceti ' veH back ’ >' kl ding ju enough at each plunge to ease the jar ( landing, I heard her clear voice ring on* “Steady, boy! steady, sir!” and Mario j^vereux’s “Well done! well ridden! when Waller, laying a hand gently c: ^ ****** ^ ’ .. Y oor cousin is all right,” lie said .-Do not follow her too closely, it woul