Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1896-02-01
AT. THE. OPEN DITCH.

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Jimmy shook his head. II tell myself
all that, and for time managed to
delude myself into believing II. Still,
In my heart Of hearts I know that she
did come back, 40 she said she would.
In fact, after Rathcoolan, In spite Of
my people and the name, and all that"
Jimmy, let me explain, was heir to the
Caterham title and estates" made
up my mind not to marry; only fate
last year, IN the shape Of Kate st. John,
decreed that I should change II. 30
far, this time, al has gone well; yet ]
can't help thinking something will hap.
pen before next week."
"Rotr retorted brutally. "You're
like hystcfical school girl with your
insane fancies. All you've got to do 10
to shove that photograph Of Mrs.
What's.her.Name and everything cop.
nectcd with her into the fire, 60 to bed
and to sleep, and don't give her another
thought"
What sort Of a nights rest Jimmy had
I do not know, but he completely spoil
cd mine for me. Not that I put any
faith In his story. 1t was easy to un-
derstand the hold an interruptions
woman would acquire over an impres.
slonable, soft.hcarted chap like poor
Jimmy, who. In his rcmorse. had taken
In sober, serious earnest the empty raw.
ings Of an angry woman maddened by
jealousy. Given such delusion, q
promising Irritation interrupted by an
accident. q bout Of light. hca dedness,
and there you have the apparition.
Things improved in the morning. I
remember with relief that Jimmy's
nerve for riding 10 far had never failed
him: that the BoldertOn course present.
ed no very serious obstacles to any
horse or rider Of average capacity; and
that Jimmy's jockeyship, 40 well % bic
mounts, were far beyond the average.
Besides, was much too busy on my
own account to give way to morbid fan.
Giles. increasing weight prevented my
taking any active part In the days do.
ings. Still, had q couple Of horses
running. and what with looking after
them, giving my subaltern, who was
riding for me, orders-.to which the
BOBBY paid no attentlon---talk to va.
rious old pals who had run down to
see the fun, and feeding the horde Of
natives who descended like swarm
OF locusts on the lunch and tea tent
for We sent invitations to every soul
who called upon us--my time was pref.
ty well taken up. Jimmy. too, was not
doing 10 badly. either. He only came
In second for the Hunt cup. owing to
a loose horse crossing his mare, Molly
Malone. and upscttlng her at the water
30 TINT she refused, Jumped badly, and
lost a lot Of ground. Still. he won tho
Rcglmental cup In canter and started
favorite for the last race on the card
challenge cup. ! was In the paddocx
when, as the saddling bell rang. HI
came up with Miss st. John, who had
come over for the day, and who. II ap.
pearcd, wanted to walk down to a
Jump. offered myself ms escort. on
VIC started and reached the open ditch
round the corner. at the bottom Of the
slope. Just as the horses camc thunder.
Ing down to II. Good Lord. what 4
pace! And that ass Saunders, CON
| found him! In front making the run
ming. after my repeated warnings "a
spare old Timothy down hill!
"How fast they are going" prattled
my companion. "Oh, Major Glyn. isn't
| II vcrv da nReroua?"
Well, II might be dangerous for Tim
othy's groggy forelegs; or for Villiers
who landed ON his horses neck at every
fence; or for Anstruther. riding tina,
three.cornered mare of his, who tried
to run out half q dozen times; bul
Jimmy, lollop'ng along ON that old
stager Brutus. who could have gone
round half the stecplechase courses In
the country blindfolded, was 40 safe 81
II he were sitting In his armchair.
told her 20, which seemcu to reassurt
her, and having watched them out OIL
sight, she began to look about her an(
criticise the bystanders.
"Oh, Major Glyn," she suddenly cried
"what nm extra ordinary woman! Sucl
q get.up! Quite In the style Of the yea,
one. DO look at her-there. In front o.
you. Who can she be3 Do you know 7
was not interested In the identit!
Of any weird female: for they were Jus
reappearing over the brow OF the hill
and was vainly scanning the horizon
with my glass In search Of Timothy
However. ! looked. BY tho opposlt
wing. rather apart from the little Rrou
Of spectators. a woman was standing
a striking figure In black and re-
gown. with red sunshade.
"Never set eyes on her." ] began
. when she shifted her sunshade an
moved forward pace or two. caugh
sight of her face. 1t was the Origina
Of the photograph.
"Here they Gomez gleefully crle
the little flancee. "Jim's leading. Oh,
with q sudden change Of tone, what
itT
What. indeedi ! shall never forge
, the CHASTITY change that suddenly cam
, over Jlmmy's facet the helpless way b
reeled In the saddle; his instructive VIZ
lent clutch at the reins. Did he pu
/ Brutus out of his stride, or did tha
/ strange panic communicate itself to tn
) old horse? Who could say? 1t was a
, over In q moment; q swerve. q rush,
grinding. sickening thud. % Brutu
f. without rising an inch, gai'ope
D straight into the ditch.
81 III HAD xnyhll