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Show BISHOP RANDALL. 121 stream. This frightened the horse of the lady who. was riding near him. It shied, and the unexpected movement seated her on a boulder by the roadside, where she sat and shrieked for help, affirming that she was wounded 'nigh unto death.' She had not fallen exactly two feet, but it took considerable talking to convince her that she was not irreparably injured. "I was the only one who had escaped accident, and I took it upon myself to deliver them a lecture, finishing up somewhat after this fashion: ' It all comes from inattention ; you should keep your wits about you and mind what you are doing.' I looked back while delivering myself of this solemn bit of wisdom, when a limb struck me on the back of my head, lifted me straight off the saddle, and there I hung, like Absalom, by my hair. "When we reached the suburbs of Idaho we tucked in our rags and straightened ourselves to make a respectable appearance. For some unaccountable reason the jack that carried our culinary implements kicked up his heels, broke the girth, and away went coffee pot, skillet and tin cups, which caused the horses to stampede, and we rode through the town like a tribe of Navajo Indians. The spectacular effect was fine. And thus ended • a very remarkable chapter of accidents, for no one received a wound." CHAPTER XXVIII. BISHOP RANDALL. The time passed pleasantly at Idaho. We were pleased with the baths and more than pleased with the water. It has a flavor that I shall not soon forget. Soda mixed with sulphur is never a palatable beverage. It is a " cul- |