Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-10-04

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1t Was Grand Race.
| The favorites l bet against were birds;
| those l backed, turned out pigs. 1t was al
ways the rule. What did you lose?"
| Fifty"
We'll; that's not so bad"
NO. The other fellows losses never
are
Il meant that it wasn't much"
Relatively. no. Actually, it couldn't have
| been more"
| How So?"
Because it was the Omega, the fms,
| the last rose of summer
| LAS Baron Giebeel says, I'll be ghostet'
if understand YOU
! 1T Is very simple. L took account of
| stock this morning. One fifty dollar bill
| and some loose silver. not much. 1t SEEM
| ed to me the time was ripe for a project
Eye been rolling around in my mind and
l made that bill my question to Fate. The
| oracle says Go ahead. -
What an oversight not to have arranged
| it SO that the oracle's affirmative would
| have made you winner
impossible could not do what I pur-
pose while had anything left"
| 1T seems to a fifty would come
| handy under any circumstances"
! mo, not enough of it to be of any i'm
| portance. With economy, it would keep
IA fellow for two or three weeks but then
| if he had not had it. Others would have
got all the benefit of it. And what is the
use of trying to stave off the inevitable -?
| L have simply gone to meet it-that is ALL
| And now-what are you going to do?"
| Il don't think | have mentioned that yet,
| to any one"
You are welcome to all the money you
| want Jack"
Thank you. Ross. Your proffer is kind,
| but don't want any. To owe nothing and
| TO have nothing are primary requisites to
| my project"
| well, can't 1 join you and help? You
can count me in on anything short of burg
| larry. I'm, afraid l haven't the nerve for
| that. I should dread barking my shins on
| strange furniture in the dark. And then
| the burglars hours for business would be
| SO likely to interfere with cne's social en-
| gagements. Just fancy leaving a patri-
| archs' ball to sally forth with a dark Ian
| tern and jimmy
TT is very evident" replied Jack, with
a smile. that burglary will not do at ALL.
We'll how does Wall street strike you?'
"Oh! that's verse yet; less manly indus
try about it"
Laughing together the young men arose
ard started toward an exit. Neither no.
| ticed that their conversation had been lis
tened to. with evident interest, by two
ladies seated just behind them. one an
elderly woman with a shrewd but kindly
face, and the other an exceedingly hand
some girl or that the latter, when their
backs were turned, stood up looking eager
ly for some one amid the bank of faces
above and behind her. Had they observed
her they would have seen that she found
| the face she sought, glanced once toward
them, and resumed her seat will. salts
| fled smile.
For the lands sake!' exclaimed the
older lady. Did you ever hear of prodi
gal son like that one? His last dollar!
And what do you suppose he's going to do?
| l can guess. He's going home for some fat
ted calf. A good twisted strip of its hide
is all he ought to get. 1 wonder who he
I'm tell you when the next race is over.
aunty"
You will! Sakes alive! Do you know
him.
How do you know"
'She has just told me So
Miss Keturah Truefitt looked puzzled and
| relapsed into silence When she spoke
chap!' she said meditatively. Like as
| not he's had no mothers care to guide him
right. He's been led astray like many. And
what a pity it is; he's handsome manly
| fellow, isn't he, Constance?"
II didn't notice." answered the girl,
hesitatingly.
The loud changing of the judges bell call
| ing up the horses for the next race put a
stop to further conversation.
Miss Constance Dessine spent part of the
succeeding summer at Long Branch, part
at Saratoga and part at Bar Harbor, not
| little to the disgruntlement of Aunt Ketu-
rah Truefitt, her chaperon, who heartily
| dslked so much fitting about in hot
| weather. II can't see what possesses you
this summer Constance" she protested,
unless it's the uneasy, rowing spirit of
your French father worllin' out. He was
like Noahs dove, that found no rest any
where for it's feet, only the dove did go
back to the ark and settle down, while he
never settled anywhere, until he died. You
don't take after the Truefitts-not a bit
They were always great on stayin where
the Lord put them. Your mother. Almiry,
was never twenty miles from West Franz
ingham until your father came along and
courted and married her all iii whirl as
you may say, and whisked her of. If that
husband of hers, Victor Dessine, had had
his way they'd never have stopped long
enough in one place for letters to catch
them up. And you are getting to be Just
like him. Are you looking for somebody
who may be in Dan, or Beersheha OR some
where else?"
Constance would not admit that she was.
Even Amy Thorpe, her most confidential
friend, could only guess from her frequent
Inquiries by letter. whether the missing
man had yet been found" what was the
hone inspiring her unrest. Amy had not
been able to tell her much about Jack"
lie was a friend of her brother, Ross
Thorpe, and she knew him. but that was
about all. His name was John Burroughs
and he had inherited, only year or two
father. If he had spent it already, he
must be an awful spendthrift, but Amy
did not think he was. He was in the best
society, but kept out of the fastest" and
seemed rather serious and quiet One
thing certain was that he had disappeared
as completely as if he had left the planet
Even Ross, who had been his "chum,"
But he must turn up somewhere during
the summer" thought Constance. land I
will find him yet" But that hope was
faint by the time she reached Bar Harbor,
where Amy had been all season.
Ross Thorpe. few days later Joined
his mother and sister there. having, as
was his wont, wandered first to nearly all