animal reared, brought one of his hoofs down upon
the fallen lance with considerable force, and sent a
broken piece of it flying over the railing opposite
the grand stand, into the middle of a group of
spectators standing there. The flying fragment
was dodged by those who saw it coming, but
brought up with a resounding thwack against the
head of a colored man in the second row, who
stood watching the grand stand with an eager and
curious gaze. He rubbed his head ruefully, and
made a good-natured response to the chaffing of
his neighbors, who, seeing no great harm done,
made witty and original remarks about the
advantage of being black upon occasions where one's
skull was exposed to danger. Finding that the
blow had drawn blood, the young man took out a
red bandana handkerchief and tied it around his
head, meantime letting his eye roam over the faces
in the grand stand, as though in search of some
one that he expected or hoped to find there.

The knights, having reached the end of the
lists, now turned and rode back in open order,
with such skillful horsemanship as to evoke a
storm of applause from the spectators. The ladies
in the grand stand waved their handkerchiefs
vigorously, and the men clapped their hands. The
beautiful girl seated by Warwick's side accidentally
let a little square of white lace-trimmed linen
slip from her hand. It fluttered lightly over the