NANCY 117 



of Mounted Police which supported General's 

 Middleton's column on the historic occasion of the 

 Battle of Batoche, when the rebel troops were badly 

 beaten although Louis Kiel escaped. 



If Nancy's pace has a superlative movement it is 

 at pink sundown when the air is light and sharp as 

 steel and she is homeward bound. I threw the 

 bridle on her neck and slipped to the ground with 

 that delightful feeling of elation which occasionally 

 escapes from the seventh heaven to play round on 

 Mother Earth usually through the four-footed 

 channel of " one of the best." 



" I think you ought to be perfectly happy to be 

 her owner," I said to Mr. Edwardes, " I shall never 

 find anything to quite please me in Canada now 

 that I have ridden her." 



As January wore away the weather grew colder, 

 but at no point of that marvellously lovely and 

 temperate winter was it in the least unbearable 

 on the hill-sheltered sides of the valley. About 

 the 2oth the Millingtons all went away. Miss 

 Lister, Heriot Hylton-Cave and I took a great walk, 

 climbing a coulee and running home across the 

 lake trail, but on either side of the setting sun the 

 golden sun-dogs threw their challenge of intense 

 cold to those who dwell in the land of frost. 



" We shall have a bitterly cold night," said Miss 

 Lister. " Heriot, be sure you make up the hall 

 stove the very last moment." 



When we got home she gave us each our choice 

 for supper. She chose milk-toast and I chose 

 caviare, and Heriot Hylton-Cave selected porridge ; 

 and whether the porridge wasn't the right sort of 



