Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-01-23

apostolic authority for this indulgence?
Shortly afternoon on the morrow they
drove out to the famous race course
Lady Biggeto was looking pale, but de-
termined and revengeful. Tom was
looking pleased-almost exultant In
Matthew Madder's countenance shone
the fire Of godly mitigation, as he
glanced around him at the noisy, wicked
crowds of the unregenerate, all converg-
ing to the Yorkshire pandemonium. In
very truth it was gathering of the sons
of Belial.
Now, Tom was the only one of the
party who knew anything about race
meetings. When he was child of wrath,
he had frequently attended such. So it
was to Tom that Madden and Lady Big
geto had to look for advice regarding
their movements when they reached the
course. Toms advice, which they
agreed to adopt, was this
"The best thing to d." said the
young man decidedly, sis to lie quietly
by until just before the race for the
st. Leger. At that time-about half an
hour before the race, in fact-Sir John,
with Mary Jones and other wicked
friends, is certain to roll round to the
paddock to have look at the st. Leger
candidates. Then will be our time, sir.
Confront him then, with my aunt at
your side. Denounce him boldly. Put
him to open shame before all. And spare
not Mary Jones either. For she is quite
as much to blame as my uncle. 1t is
through her wiles and allurements that
Sir John has fallen.
Trust me. Twill not spare this scar
let woman" said Nader There was a
large crowd, but they managed to thread
their way through them and to stand
IN a convenient spot near the entrance.
At last Tom $ sharp eyes detected Sir
John approaching. He was conversing
gayly with smartly dressed girl, on
the other side of whom walked rak-
ish looking man, wearing white top
per and with feldglasses slung across
his shoulder.
is that--that painted creature Mary
Jones?" asked Lady Biggeto venom
ously.
Yes" said Tom, land t'other fell
low walking with them is gambling
pal Of Sir John Some of the worst
characters in Europe. Now, sir, is your
time"
Sir John and his two friends had
come quite close. They were about to
enter the paddock when Matthew Mad
der, drawing Lady Biggeto's arm
through his own, stepped forward and
confronted the reprobates. At the sight
of his wife Sir John started and looked
confused However, in second. with
brazen equanimity characteristic of the
man, he recovered himself and said, rath-
or sarcastically:
Lady Biggeto! This is an unexpect-
ed pleasure.
VERY unexpected! she retorted,
with bitter little laugh.
Then was Matthew Madder's oppor-
tunity. He fixed Sir John with truly
scorching stare.
''Man Of sin" he exclaimed, II am
come to denounce you in the name Of
the Lord p
The baronet stared at him in blank
amazement.
"AhW pursued Nader, in terrible
tones. "You may we'll hold your peace.
You may we'll be dumfounded. Long
enough have you and your vile compan-
ion in sin pursued the damnable path
Of worldly pleasure. Here, in the name
of my master, I denounce you both.
You, unfaithful husband, runner after
strange women, and you" Cunning to
the astonished LADY,, "child Of frailty,
jade, huss''-
Matthew Nader never completed that
last obnoxious word. The man in the
white topper, not fully grasping the sit
.uation, but realizing that his wife was
being outragously insulted by some
apparently drunken fanatic, clinched his
fist, smote the servant Of the Lord be-
tween the eyes and laid him even with
the dust. "You foul mouthed black
guard" said he Of the white topper
menacingly, apologize at once to the
Countess Of p, or I'll break every bone
in your body"
The Countess of P. r. calculated La
dy Biggeto, turning pale. "The Count
ess of P. !"
"Who else? Good God! Ishould have
thought that the countess was pretty
we'll known at Doncaster," retorted the
earl with great irritation.
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. is MN
Mary Jones? They t-t-t-old me you had
gone to Doncaster with M-Mary Jones"
gasped Lady Biggeto to Sir John. Her
face had now become positively gray,
and she looked as though she were OIL
the point Of fainting.
Sir John started. A light broke on
him. Then smile-a very grim, un-
pleasant smile of triumph-overspread
his countenance. He gripped his wife
by the arm and turned her around SO
as to face the paddock. A smart looking
FLY was at that moment being led out,
"There is Mary Jones, said the bar
onot, his grin expanding. eff you wait
little longer, you will very likely see
her win the St. Leger!'
Lady Biggeto was not presented at
the next drawing room, and Tom, her
nephew, no longer sits under Matthew
Nader. He feels that he has now dis
charged to the full all Of his obligations
in that quarter. London Truth.
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