The unfortunate Senora was almost paralyzed with fright; for instead of checking him by the reins, they had fallen over his head, become entangled in his feet, and, now grasping the mane, she was shrieking fearfully.
"Oh, can't we do something for her!" cried Mary, clasping her hands.
"I do not see how we can assist her," said Mr.Hamilton.
"At least, let us try;" and they hastened to the spot where the infuriated animal was struggling.
"Stand back, girls! you can do nothing." He made several ineffectual attempts to catch the bridle, as the forefeet rose in air, and at last succeeded in getting one end.

He bade the woman let go the mane, and slide off.

She did so, but some portion of her dress was caught in the saddle, and she hung suspended.
The horse feeling the movement, again plunged, despite Mr.Hamilton's efforts to hold him down.

The scene was distressing indeed, as she was raised and then, flung down again.
Mary saw the danger, and rushing round the enraged horse, fearlessly pushed off the piece which was attached to the pommel of the saddle, and freed the unfortunate matron.

The horse, feeling relieved of his burden, gave a desperate bound, and rushed off down the street.
Florence shrieked, and sprung to her father's side.