The American Pony: A Mrs. Meade Mystery
()
About this ebook
Was it a joke gone wrong—or something more sinister?
It’s summer in Colorado, and Sir Edmund Marsland’s family are enjoying their visit to the West—though not everyone at the Wellman ranch is quite as happy with the company of the English family. The mood changes for the worse when an accident with a horse nearly claims the life of Sir Edmund’s young son. And with the discovery that someone deliberately caused the accident, suspicions and tensions divide the party. Was it meant for a practical joke—or was it for spite—or was there a motive for murder? Mrs. Meade may be the only guest at the ranch without title or fortune, but she may also be the only one who can get at the truth...
"The American Pony" is a novella , approximately 21,000 words long.
Elisabeth Grace Foley
Elisabeth Grace Foley has been an insatiable reader and eager history buff ever since she learned to read, has been scribbling stories ever since she learned to write, and now combines those loves in writing historical fiction. She has been nominated for the Western Fictioneers' Peacemaker Award, and her work has appeared online at Rope and Wire and The Western Online. When not reading or writing, she enjoys spending time outdoors, music, crocheting, and watching sports and old movies. She lives in upstate New York with her family. Visit her online at www.elisabethgracefoley.com
Read more from Elisabeth Grace Foley
Once: Six Historically Inspired Fairytales Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Land of Hills and Valleys Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBridge to Trouble: A Novella Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsOutlaw Fever: Five Western Stories Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Sidekick's Tale Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Some Christmas Camouflage: A Short Story Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Wanderlust Creek and Other Stories Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLeft-Hand Kelly Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMrs. Meade and the Schoolboy Prank: A Short Story Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related to The American Pony
Titles in the series (6)
The Parting Glass: A Mrs. Meade Mystery Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Silver Shawl: A Mrs. Meade Mystery Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Oldest Flame: A Mrs. Meade Mystery Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Silent Hour: A Mrs. Meade Mystery Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The American Pony: A Mrs. Meade Mystery Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMrs. Meade and the Invisible Lodger: A Short Story Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related ebooks
The Spring Begins Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Imprudent Wager Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Lady and the Mill Worker Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Girl Who Seduced an Earl - Book 3: The Girl Who Seduced an Earl, #3 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Two Guardians or, Home in This World Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsJessabelle Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5A Most Scandalous Christmas: Sins & Scandals Series, #8 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsIncognito Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5A Rose Beneath The Snow Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5An Unsound Mind Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsCinderella: Faerie Tale Collection, #4 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Bones of Ruin Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Peggy from Kerry Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMidnight at Maidenstone Hall Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEnchanted by the Rodeo Queen: A Clean Romance Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLord Loveland Discovers America Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWit and Prattles Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Perfect Gentleman Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Rancher's Wild Secret: A Good Girl Meets Bad Boy Western Romance Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5"Good-Morning, Rosamond!" Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSpiritpath Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Oxford Triangle: In Love and War, #2 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Stanbroke Girls Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5John Marchmont's Legacy, Volume II (of 3) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Carnation Murder: An Early 20th Century Mystery: Adele Gossling Mysteries, #1 Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5The Runaways: A New and Original Story Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsTies Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHighland Rogue, London Miss Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsAn Unexpected Family Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Millie Marries a Marshal: Brides with Grit, #2 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Mystery For You
The Stories of Ray Bradbury Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Strange Case of the Alchemist's Daughter Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Paris Apartment: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Complete Short Stories Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Last Flight: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5None of This Is True: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Pretty Girls: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Hallowe'en Party: Inspiration for the 20th Century Studios Major Motion Picture A Haunting in Venice Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Pale Blue Eye: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5False Witness: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Murder Your Employer: The McMasters Guide to Homicide Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Still Life: A Chief Inspector Gamache Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Good Daughter: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Big Sleep Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Life We Bury Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Hunting Party: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Murder of Roger Ackroyd Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Pharmacist Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Summit Lake Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5How to Write a Mystery: A Handbook from Mystery Writers of America Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Pieces of Her: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Hidden Staircase: Nancy Drew #2 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Dark Side: A Collection of Mysteries & Thrillers Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Murder Under a Red Moon: A 1920s Bangalore Mystery Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Finlay Donovan Is Killing It: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Woman in the Library: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Everyone in My Family Has Killed Someone: A Murdery Mystery Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Kept Woman: A Will Trent Thriller Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The River We Remember: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Related categories
Reviews for The American Pony
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
The American Pony - Elisabeth Grace Foley
The American Pony: A Mrs. Meade Mystery
By Elisabeth Grace Foley
Cover design by Historical Editorial
Silhouette artwork by Casey Koester
Photo credits
Wallpaper © yulia_lavrova | Vectorstock.com
Magnifying glass © mvp | Fotolia.com
Excerpt reproduced from No Life for a Lady (University of Nebraska Press, 1977) by Agnes Morley Cleaveland. Copyright 1941 by Agnes Morley Cleaveland. Copyright renewed 1969 by Loraine Lavender.
This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
Copyright © 2022 Elisabeth Grace Foley
Join my email list and receive a free book! Sign up here: subscribepage.io/elisabethgfoley
Table of Contents
The American Pony
More Mrs. Meade
About the Author
The American Pony
Horses of every temperament and every sort
of habit, good or bad, provided there was
expectation they would get us there and back,
were considered ‘safe.’
- Agnes Morley Cleaveland
Well, from where I stand,
said Sir Edmund Marsland, I can’t see very much wrong with the world.
Sir Edmund was standing on the veranda of the Wellman ranch house. In front of him a long green slope fell away and narrowed into pine forest at the base, and beyond that, majestic shoulders of pine-clothed mountain rose one behind the other, cresting almost on a level with where Sir Edmund stood. Above them the clear Colorado sky was vividly blue and white; and on the whole, even the most discriminating critic of beauty would have had a hard time disagreeing with Sir Edmund’s statement.
Lady Marsland, sitting just behind him on the veranda, lifted her head with a smile at her husband’s remark and seemed about to agree with him. But her sister-in-law, Miss Frederica Marsland, merely sniffed.
On the contrary, Edmund,
she said, "I really don’t think I’ve drawn an easy breath since we left Chicago. I simply cannot bring myself to feel safe."
That’s hardly flattering to our hosts,
observed Lady Marsland.
"Of course I have nothing to say against Delia’s friends. I’m sure they are very nice people, especially for Americans, and Mrs. Wellman is quite as lovely as everyone said she was, said Miss Marsland, still addressing her brother, in the manner of one who believes she is being both flattering and conciliating, as she stabbed her crochet needle briskly into her fancy lace-work and plucked it back again.
But I’m sure you can hardly blame me for not feeling quite at my ease out here. One feels the wilderness might re-envelop the place at any moment."
Sir Edmund laughed, and gestured with the hand that held his pipe toward one of the stately pines that shaded the veranda. Trees like this take rather a long time to grow, Frederica.
An impartial observer might have thought Miss Marsland’s speech rather tactless, considering that both her sister-in-law and the fourth occupant of the veranda, a middle-aged lady sitting back tranquilly in the shade by the screen door, were American by birth. It is true that the latter lady’s eyes had gone rather interestedly to Sir Edmund’s face as Miss Marsland spoke, curious to note his reaction. But Sir Edmund was apparently undisturbed.
Sir Edmund was a tall, fine-looking man of around forty, not precisely handsome, but with a strongly-marked countenance that commanded respect and dignified touches of gray beginning to show at his temples. He strolled along the edge of the veranda, holding his pipe in his mouth and contemplating the views of the ranch pastures below that could be seen through gaps in the pines. Yes, Wellman’s done well for himself here,
he went on, his eyes fixed on the big barn and corrals that stood halfway down the hillside. Oliver should have a talk with him before he goes; he’d likely benefit. And Maxine has kept her looks remarkably well for living out here so long.
To hear you and Frederica talk, you wouldn’t think that ‘out here’ was less than an hour from a railroad and telephone and practically every civilized comfort,
said Lady Marsland with tolerant humor. Sour Springs isn’t exactly a log-cabin trading post.
Oh, no—oh, dear, no,
said Mrs. Meade, to whom this remark seemed to be addressed out of courtesy. She added modestly, We have a literary society, and three churches now the Congregational one is finished, and there is even talk of a second hotel.
Miss Frederica Marsland lifted her eyebrows politely with a noncommittal Ah,
which showed that these facts had failed to properly impress her. Mrs. Meade reflected that certain members of the Sour Springs literary society would probably have willingly slain her on the spot.
Sir Edmund halted in his stroll back toward the ladies and nodded downhill. Here come the boys.
Lady Marsland and Mrs. Meade both leaned forward a little to look where two riders had come in view on the trail winding up through the pines—Lady Marsland with a look of maternal pleasure coming into her eyes at the approach of her only son; and Mrs. Meade because she was always interested in young people, and found these ones interesting specimens.
Allen Wellman and Ronald Marsland were both fifteen years old, and about the same height, but there the resemblance ended. Allen was a junior reflection of both his parents, with his mother’s golden hair and his father’s square, strong features and competent manner. He had the lean, limber frame and relaxed posture of one who had grown up in the saddle. Ronald, though he sat straight and rode well, was obviously new to the Western saddle and style of riding, but his enthusiasm was even more obvious than his inexperience. He had smoothly-parted dark hair and a sensitive, alert face, with features refined by his mother’s beauty from the slightly craggy family countenance of the Marslands.
Though they were ostensibly together, Allen rode a little ahead, and there did not seem to be any conversation between them as they rode up toward the house. As they drew nearer Ronald waved a hand gaily to his family, and Sir Edmund chuckled under his breath. Ronald certainly has no fault to find with anything on this visit. He’s having the time of his life.
"I only