As clean a looking young chap as ever you see. Well do
I remember Tommy Braddock in them days. He was twenty-two and he rode
like a A-_rab_. Well, wot should 'appen but 'is hoss, a green
one, must bolt suddenlike, scairt by one of the balloons that 'it 'im
on the nose. Brad fell off as the brute leaped out of the ring,
terrified by the shouts of the ring-men. The hoss started right for
the seats where the school misses was setting. Up jumps Brad and sails
after 'im. The hoss got tangled in some ropes and stumbled, just as he
was about to leap into the place where Mary Portman sat. Brad grabs
'im by the bit and jerks 'im around, but in the plunging that
followed, the hoss fell over on 'im, breaking 'is leg--I mean Brad's.
Of course, there was a great stew about it. He was took to a 'ospital
and the papers was full of 'ow he saved the life of the rich Miss
Portman. Well, she used to go to see 'im a lot. When he got so's he
could 'obble around, she took 'im out driving and so on. He was a
fair-spoken chap in them days and he 'ad a good face. So she fell
desperit in love with 'im. He was an 'ero. She told 'er father she was
going to marry 'im.
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