Uncle Dick and Lisa's Old Time Animal Tales

This afternoon, [Jan. 24th,] Mr. Andrew Wallace rode his horse across the ice bridge-a difficult feat in itself-but not satisfied with this, ascended to the summit of the ice mountain at the base of the American Fall. The sight from the cliffs on the Canada side, which were covered with a large crowd of visitors, was a thrilling one. Slowly the horse toiled up the slippery side of the great ice cone, winding round the foot path till the summit was reached. Here, enveloped in a cloud of mist, which concealed the white cone itself, horse and rider looked like some weird apparition suspended in mid-air. For some time the horse went careering about over the crest of the cone, where one false step might have hurled both him and his rider into the fathomless, foaming gulf, full seventy feet below. Presently, the daring horseman rode down the path, and, crossing the ice bridge, regained the Canadian side. Both he and his horse were completely drenched with spray. The intelligent, sure footed animal who played such a prominent part in this feat of unparalelled daring was a moderate sized brown gelding, with four white feet and a stripe on the nose. This is certainly a strong argument in support of the theory that horses marked with white are more intelligent than wholly colored ones.-Niagara Letter to Toronto Globe.