May be he feels the thunder in the air." We reached Fairtown without any indication of mischief from Aspen, although he trotted along as if under protest.

Charles was delighted, and thought he would be very fast, by the time he was trained.

It grew murky and hot every moment, and when we reached Fairtown the air was black and sultry with the coming storm.

Charles left me at the little hotel, and returned so late in the afternoon that we decided not to wait for the shower.

Two men led Aspen to the door.