Connecticut western news., 1879-05-21

are not without mans sense-don't mind me at all. If you have any doubt, jump of, and I'll throw up the match"
 Papa, you must let me ride! After what that fellow said it would be too bad to be prevented from showing him up. Never fear. I'll stick on!
 "Redge, your hand."
 The boy placed his hand in that of his father, who .grasped the warm little palm with fervor, and gently drawing down the lads head, kissed him. The man and boy understood each other. It was seldom Gustavus Whinridge was betrayed into such an exhibition of what he would have termed feminine weak ness :; but the boy knew what this dem- onstration meant far better than if it had been expressed in the tenderest words.
 Completely out of the view and hear ing of the people, who by this time thronged the stand, the squire imparted his final orders.
 "Keep with him, but not too close, for the first mile, and then come away as hard as you can pelt. It is splendid moon-almost as light as day-and you ought to do the journey without the least mistake. Now, Redge, my own dear boy, show them what sort of metal you are made of.
 Without another word he left his son and Captain Dykely to amble their way to the starting-post, and mounting 8 hack which Grove had in readiness, can- tered across to bit of rising ground near the brook, where he could obtain an excellent view of at least three parts of "the country" About the same time Widgeon, Captain Dykely's man, Ga durable hand at 8 bet, and one of the -wrangle fraternity" (this was Hartbrook's unsolicited testimonial to character was deep in an endeavor to advise Superintendent Pompert of the Thornford censtabulary in the matter of the probable behavior of a restless multitude already gathered around the two ends of the water-iump.
 "You see, Duper., my governor, the Capt'in, is nervous; and the nag he's a-riding is nervous so if I was you Su- per.-excuse my making so bold-Pd pot most of my men by that there brook to keep the crowd quiet"
 "Thank you, my man," replied the superintendent, in freezing tones, "I have made my arrangements.
 70, have you, MT. Pompey-and- Cesara" rejoined Widgeon, in safe whisper, as he turned aside and left that lofty officer to his own devices. "Then I'll bet pound to shillin' some of those boys there'n unmake 'em. Go along, old turnip-tops keep that bull's- eye quiet, can't you? That's enough to make any hoss shy"
 The remark is addressed to one of the superintendent's most jealous subordi- nates-a young man new to the force who is acting tonight as though he con- sidered the plentiful production of dis turbing fireworks part of his drty. Widgeon takes a front place by the brook. Grove does likewise. Behind them and a group, three deep, of mere spectators is Gustavus Whinridge, g prominent object in the silver-and- gray landscape as he stands motionless, wait ing for the shout that is to signal the start. It comes at last. "They are of r and the squire, his eye-sight made keen ly telescopic by the love he bears to hi' boy, cranes forward hungrily, and, miss ing DO incidents in the battle, begins il spirit to ride the race himself. "Tha will do, Redgy boy; that will do! Le him make the running! Now then
 wider, wider, Redge! Keep away iron his whip hand. How gloriously tha son of mine rides, to be sure-ike man Now then! Capital, capital An, only just over, Redgy. The nex take-off must be better judged than that 3 or you will be spilled, to certainty t Now they are out of sight,
 The squire knew every inch of tn country over which the two horses wer
 galloping; therefore his guesses at wha
 they were doing, so long as the nags re manned in view, were curiously accurate
 To the other spectators, Heckler, tn ' judge, and Hartbrook perhaps, excepted the incidents of the race were unsu, u ported guess-work of the toughest de scription the grotesquely shiftin
 shadows which were cast by the tw
 horses rendering obtaining an exact ide ,, of the precise positions of the pair ma n ter of impossibility.
 "Here they come p shouted th
 squire, in strangled voice. "He, Il they come, and my boy is leading L'
 him have it, Redgy! Lose him, m > dear child lose him! Good lad B e is coming away like steam engine P 0 As Appletart approached the broo
 the excitement of the squire intensified ', especially when he saw that Captai , Dykely was rapidly lessening the ga 0' between him and the squire's hors # There was only about 8 length and ,a 70 half of moonlight between Appletart ar 1o Fluefaker as the former rose like bi1 - over the brook and landed in safety. "Thank God, that's over!" murmurt - Whinridge; but he spoke too 500 7, The youthful ornament of the Thornfo1 -, constabulary flashed his bull's-eye aero z the path of the foremost horse, whi, ,t shied, and then, terrified by the chee 'It ing of the crowd, tore along in ma :. ner that betokened an early dissoluti1 to of partnership between him and | -is jockey.