When he saw that the horse was determined to plunge into the river from the high bank, he tried to spring out of the saddle, but his spur unfortunately caught in the stirrups and the horse dragged him down with it into the water.

There in the full stream, with his head downwards and his legs in the air, he vainly attempted to extricate himself.

The frantic horse swam with him to the opposite shore, dragging the poor wretch after it, and before the opposite bank was reached, his head was so shattered that it was impossible to recognize his features.

It is now a week since they buried him in the family vault at Hidvar.

Poor Henrietta! So young to be left a widow! And to have lost so handsome, so beloved a husband through so sad a death! Really lamentable!" "I wonder what the rascal is after now," thought Mr.Sipos.
"My heart really is breaking for her! If only there were not these unhappy money differences between us.