Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1895-09-06

curtly; he knew his man and did not
feell 1t was necessary TO be civil
Have swallow" said the other
with disagreeable smile, extending
handsome silver-mounted flask toward
the smith.
How do l know 1t amt fixedpr
asked Damer suspiciously.
Great Caesars ghost, man, have you
no common sense? want you to have
all your wits about you if-if Lincoln's
Delight is to lose the race tomorrow
l should think you would want to be
even with him for all his snubs and
sights"
Damer took long draught from the
flask before answering. The subtlety
OF the liquor entered into his heart and
brain. AS long as he let liquor alone
and he knew it for fact--he was
decent man. When he drank he be-
came ugly and morose, and easily Of
tended. 1t was long since his last
spree. He had promised Pauline-ha
Pauline, the thought of her acceler-
ted the work OF liquor Harlow Lin
coin had sighted Pauline in some way.
Damer did not know how, but ON her
coming there the young ranchman had
shown her much attention, and she
had almost admitted to her father
that she looked upon him as king
among men, and then he had staid
away, and ever since Pauline had lost
her lightheartedness.
Damer heard too often the haunting
couplet of his own people:
THE floods may pour from morn till night,
Nor wash the pretty Indian white"
He hated Lincoln for not returning
his daughters love, and this scheme to
get even appealed to his worst nature
Put into speech, it meant that the
smith should get access to Delight, the
famous running chestnut booked for
the morrow's race, and cripple the ami
NAL so as to prevent him from going on
the track. To the little honor he had
left, he refused money tor the crime.
He was willing, in his cups, to do the
dastardly deed solely for revenge.
Neither of the conspirators saw a
shadow cross the door-sill and speed
away into the gathering night 1t was
Pauline, who had gone to the smithy
to walk home with her father, as she
often did, leaving the supper ready to
eat on the table.
Now, she did not 90 home, but,
straight as an arrow flies, she sought
the home of Harlow Lincoln. No
blush of maiden delicacy stained her
olive cheek. She thought not of her.
self, but of the two men she loved, her
father and Harlow Lincoln, who had
stolen the sweet possession of her
young heart from her. She knew how
much he cherished the chestnut De-
| light, and that fortune awaited him
should he win-and--she would save
her father from being criminal
But Lincoln was away from home.
The bachelor menage was closed and
no one about but the man who took
care of Delight and the small jockey
who on the morrow was to ride him,
as he confidently believed, to victory.
The little jockey had heard of the In
dian princess, but had never seen her,
and he was so pleased with her beauty
that he at once took her for his mas
cot, and begged bit of ribbon to wear
as his colors.
Together they visited The stable and
Pauline took a look around.
| docs some one watch here all
night?" she asked.
II do" said the jockey proudly; 81
has my bed 'longside o. Delight, and
locks up, and has pistols, and know
how to shoot"
The girl stood by the favorite, who
had been watched and ADMIRED every
hour of the day and was as nervous as
a woman. Pauline touched the silky
skin that shone in hundred golden
lights in the glare of the lantern which
the jockey lighted. 1t was beautiful
but she belonged to a people that do not
love the horse, except as an article Of
diet But she loved the horses master
Not that she admitted it to herself
l, as a relater of facts, may state what
l know. The native delicacy of hel
Indian nature was tempered by the re
serve Of her white blood. Not for world,
would she have given Harlow Lincoln
a foretaste of that love which could
have made his heaven.
She went, leaving no message, ant
much troubled about the course sh,
should pursue. Her father was not a
the house, nor did he come later, ant
at last she could stand the suspense n,
longer. She determined to go back t,
the stable and warn the young man |
he had returned, and, If he was still alb
sent, to caution the little jockey.
She waited long after coming to thi
decision, then taking down from tn,
wall the coil of rawhide that hun.
there, she hide it under the serape sh,
wore, and sped away, light of foo
but heavy of heart, to the rescue o
Delight and her father.
There all was dark and still, excep
an occasional stamp of the impatien
animal, or low whinny, and Paulin,
called in vain for the boy or any at
tendant, and at last finding window
high up in the stable open, she scale,
the wall, and CROPPED her way through
the gloom, to a place where she coult
see the floor below and Delight in hi
STALL with the jockey sleeping heavii,
beside him. The little fellow had beer
drugged, and would not awaken TO
some hours. Pauline was stricken
with horrible fear of the consequence
to her father. She was afraid of him
too, when he had been drinking, ant
knew he would not listen to reason.
What should she do? Seating hersel
en- bale of alfalfa she tried to think
when she heard noise at side en-
trance to the building. All the posi-
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