Sleigh Ride On The Fourth

"I recollect eme cold day in winter, " laughed Mr. Willis of Marlboro, N. J. , "wheu Jonathan R. Schanck carne over . to my house to borrow a sleigh, but it ,was being used, and I told him in ftui ,to cali around for it on the Fourth of July. Ho thanked me politely and withdrew. Of course I uever thought of it 0gain. "The winter passed, and the spring. Early suminer carne and went, and the Fourth of July found me busily super - intending a gang of men in a hayfield. Suddenly I heard a crash and a jangle, and looking across the flelds to the carriage house I saw f our great white horses leap out of its door and start toward the road on a run. They were drawing my best sleigh, and in it sat old Jonathan R. Schanck, lashing them and yelling at the top of his voice. "The heat was terrific, but the old man wore a heavy catskin overcoat. On he went, turning into the high road and starting over the hills. The sleigh juraped and bumped and swayed, leaping over a rustic bridge and crashing across etones, while spai-ks of fire flew from the runnerH until lost inacloud of dust. I learned afterward that this midsummer Sant Claus appeared in New Brunswick, 15 miles away, in less than two hours. ' '-