The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1896-12-11
WON BY A DREAM.

Papa, have dreamed three times in
succession that Frank rode Flash and
won the gentleman's cup
1T was one of the fairest and most
bewitching of Kentucly's daughters
that the chivalrous old general turned
TO as he answered: ''You know the ac-
ceptcd tradition in regard to dreams,
10, and of course there is not Payton
in this enlightened age who retains
the faintest trace of super stition. L
have forbidden that Yankee lover of
yours the privilege of coming here, and
the mere phantasies of dream are not
going to restore him to my good
graccs.''
But 10 had sown the seed and the
look of confidence in her great brown
eyes told that she anticipated a salts
factory harvest. The general walked
towards the stable thinking it passing
strange that JOS repeated vision coin
cided so exactly with his own, for he
himself had trice been in dreamland
TO see that dashing young fellow from
the north ride the magnificent black
lilly to victory. There was another sur
prise in store for him when he came
upon Tom rubbing the satin coat of the
clean-limbed mare and talking to her
though she comprehended every word
and sentiment.
''Hou's gwinter get dat cup suah,
Miss Flash kase I done dream free
times dat Mistah Frank kim down heah
an You took him roun' dat cowse 50
fas' dat he had no bref 1ef'. Dcy hain't
noffin' on foah hoofs kin keep in sight
oh YOU. honey, de way seed dat man
ridin' you. OATS homes. ole gal"
The handsome old general threw back
his shoulders and knitted his brows as
he turned away thinking that he had
not been seen by the industrious rubber
and falling to note the roll of the cum
ming eyes that followed him.
Surerst;tion may have run out in the
blood of the Paytons but mere was one
of the Older generation in troubled
doubt. II was more than his common
sense could accept that everybody
about the place seemed TO be dreaming
the same thing as a mere coincidence.
He would not go lack of the strange
fact IN search of its inspiration for that
would confess a weakness he would no
-sdTl f: Int it was forced upon him q
n Irresistible conviction that Unl-g
Frank Fielder was aStridc of Flash tn
local race of the year and the coveted
,1rn would 90 to Mai. Siicllton. And ;hC
thought of this was not to be endured.
10 the general the ma ior was an Ut
,aTt. an unworthy rival, 4 man Of qucs-
enable reputation ON tic turf ard ut
=rI- unlrincipIed where his interest
..rs. at stake Besides this animus OF
'lslil-e the general was moved by tn"
consideration that he had beens-hrewdly
se,,lgd into rostfn@ S10.Oco on the out
ONE of the race and to lose il meant
disaster to the prospects of 10 aS an
.eircss 1t y. as this thought that had
most troubled the proud old Ken
-mcl-ian. and before he slept that night
l2C had written Frank to come at once.
The surprise of that. young gentle
man was not diminished by the hos
nitable welcome that he received, but
linost became a panic when he was
.OId bv 10 that he must ride Tor the
cup and win it as the one sure way OF
overcoming paternal objections to an
event which was the crownmg hope of
his life.
Fielder was n thoroughbred Amer
lean. He lad nerve, pluck, quick Per
ccptions and an iron Will. 10. he
answered. III take the chance, and
if fail you know tat I'll be far the
heaviest loser of the day"
TO the general he said: I'm sur
-riscd at your choice ofriders. Eve made
-Dnic fair records across the country
but have never gone from flag TO flag
over the rough obstacles you people
put in the way down here"
THAT makes yOu eligible, for the
private. terms between the ma ior and
myself are that there are to be gentle
men up, and no one that ever rode u
like race before. There are numerous
'ntrics. but beat the majors Witch
| and you viii have won everything at
| stake. / have no fear for the result"
| and the old general felt comfortable
| IN the memory of those dreams.
''Who was that wiry little man that
| at near the foot of the tablet" asked
| Fielder of 10 as they walked out after
| dinner the first evening.
~ Mr.. Wimple, from New Orleans.
aid to be very rich. He's the gentle
man that the major has selected to- ride
: the Witch in this race, although MIR.
Wimple came here with letters of in
/ reduction to papa. The man positive
| = declined at first because our guest,
| out papa just pooh-poohed such scru-
les, and it is certain the Witch will be
| ridden to win.
'..Jo. | thought | knew that fellow.
| Hes an English jockey and one of the
| BEST rough riders from the other side.
| lie was kinTamong London turfmen,
and heard him toasted myself a dozen
| ;.mes in some of the public houses
The majors playing foul game, 10,
ard l leave it to your woman's wit!
to uncover it. Wen keep our own coun
sci, but You fathom the plot while I'm
getting acquainted with Flash
What n beauty She's fit to ruT
for kingdom" were the comments
with which Fielder captivated all the
stable boys, and when they saw the
gallant mare taking hedges, fences ano
bitches like greyhound. never break
ing her pace or checking her terrific