Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1880-03-25

uAulocA " I'LL uureaSOuaOlo degree OF
his Yankee origin.
"Come here with you, boy!" sho>,te>
| Turner.
The specimen approached.
Now, then, what's your name, sir 2
"That's conundrum, and perhap
you will have to give it up" replied tn,
boy, with saucy shake of the head
Besides, Idon't pick up acquaintance
but only associate with quality that art
introduced to me by the minister, tn,
governor, or some of my friends"
The ID! Where do you live, II
like to know!"
"Just wherever I happen to be. Al
present I'm living here, you Observer
with the slightest touch of Milesia1
brogue in his young sweet voice.
"Who is your mother? ?"
..''You've just said it, old cove. Al
near as 1 can make out, she is my
mother"
"Now see here, have done with thi!
fooling :" cried Turner, impatiently
"I'm talking to you for your own good
I want to know how old you are and how
much you weigh"
"The dickens you do! Cool and salu
brious Well, I'm the same age as my
twin brother that died, and weigh a:
much as my shadow. How is that fo1
high 2"
"You're a provoking cub! You'G
listen to reason if you had any sense il
you"
Don't go off on your ear, old fellow =
cried the boy, putting his arm akimbo
and eyeing Turner with an innocent
smile. ssBut are you reason?"
"He's got you there, Turner" laughed
the groom.
Turner deigned. no reply.
''Would you like lot of money,
boy?" asked he.
"Shoot your money? You wouldn',
be after giving it to me, even if you had
it,"
"You could earn it"
" And spend it, too, you bet
I'm horse-trainer, and you're the
boy I'd like for a jockey, to ride the
prettiest creature you ever set your two
eyes on. What do you say to that ?"
II say bully for you, old fellow.
Now you talk like man and brother
Give us your paw, and it's bargain.
My mother may not like the business.
but she will find the money convenient
to have"
*'Then you've got mother o.
"To be sure have; she lives lust
beyond" replied the boy, nodding his
head toward small house at little dis
lance. "Come and hold out your in
ducements to her, if you're in earnest, u
In few moments they reached the
poor shanty where they found frail-
looking woman bending over wash-tubs.
The trainer explained his business, and
the weary mother listened and hesitated.
cts no horse that could throw the
likes of him." said she, with a smile OF
motherly pride; "but it's mesef don't
like to throw him in the way Of tempta-
ton and the rough life he'd lead with bad
men and boys. J"
''But mi ghty good pay he'd get,
guess" put in the groom, artfully.
"Shure it's good pay we need, sighed
the overworked, underpaid woman.
" Jamie is good boy, and willing to
work at every odd job that comes to
hand; and when he can't get work it's
help me to iron he will, no matter who
laughs. But for all that it's starving
we're like to be-"
"Then he may go?"
'Shure there's no help for it, and
luck go pith him." decided the mother,
with the logic Of suffering and necessity.
So the the bargain was made. Jamie's
face was washed, and he stepped into the
buggy and drove off with the trainer.
Half an hour later he was weighed in
the stables, and presented to Mr.. Ire
maine as the jockey who should ride La
Purcelle to victory.
Eighty-seven pounds" said Mr..
Tremaine; ''that is two pounds more
than the regulations require for three.
year-olds. But we'll have the weight all
right. He'll do
3 The bright pretty boy at once became
a prime favorite with Miss Mai. She
laughed at his slang until he dropped thu
use Of it, encouraged him to read and
study, and stilted up his ambition, til
the coming races became to him, as tt
her, matter of vital interest.
She entered heart and soul into thu
prospective triumphs of La Purcelle, anc
had laughingly declared that no ont
should excel her rider in appearance
Her dainty fingers, then, had fashioned
the suit in which jamie was now an
pareled. He had dressed at the house
and Miss Mails little fingers had adjusted
the ribbons and put on finishing touche!
ere she had stepped into the carriage, ani
driven off with her mamma and two younf
lady guests.
-" We have concluded to drive out OF
the track, Jamie, and see the races from
the carriage, had been her partin1
words. "See, here are the blue ribbons
4 must present to the victorious horse a.
the home stretch. Remember, it wouli
break my heart should I be called on K
fasten them to the headstall of any but
La Purcelle." And Miss Mai, his queer
of love and beauty, had actually Kissed
him. All, well, he could die for tina
The day had been like day of fairy
land After exercising La Pnrcelle II
morning, he had dined atthe great house
and been served from silver dishes, anG
eaten off plates from which were painted
beautiful clusters. of fruit and groups o.
flowers.
Is "You mustn't get your neck broken
you monkey you, "scried Mr.. Tremaine
suddenly breaking in on his revere. AM;
playfully chucking him under the chin.
]" No danger of breaking neck that
was born to wear rope round it," laugh.
ed jamie. Asz5 s.: -. ,Si~@s-y -
What will the boys say, Jamie, .t
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