The record-union., 1898-06-12

SELF each brother officer with a hi. up
his sleeve, and a hopeful idea tina.
somehow or another he would come out
on the right side on settling day over
the lotteries. slf
It was Herbert's pony, Curry BOY.
thatswas dead lame the day before the,
races commenced. .
The Cherub" saw him limping as
he came back from his morning gall
lop, and in consequence laid a tidy Few
OF the deprecated rupees agains, his
winning the race he was favored for.
But Doyne himself would have gone
a bit lame if he'd had as tight a vel
low bandage around his foreleg as
curry Boy was wearing. But he didn't
know that. All he knew was that it
was good thing to lay two to one
against his chances of winning.
Of course he won. When q man takes
the trouble to put a tight bandage
around a horses leg he has rosy
chance of winning sure. Syces are so
careless about those things.
Herbert might have told him about
it; but then the Cherub" was always
jumping at conclusions, like a true-b.rn
Irishman, and padding about in the
Mulligatawny in consequence.
Vaseline did not start in the Hickey
poorey Cup; that was the open event
for the first day.
1t rather spoiled the fun, for the
pony from Bildad galloped away from
all the home ponies-"made common
hacks of them,'' as Malone said
Don't know what the youngsters up
to- said Herbert. He threw away q
clean thO1,cop1 rrnoeS ouar NOT
ing Vaseline."
"Bottling him up for the second day"
was the general verdict, and each one
individually made solemn vow t, have
piece of him in the lotteries If they
could only keep his quality from Arch
er. the little bookmaker, who had run
up for the meet. they might do a bit
of Christian work with him, too, by
relieving him of much of the root of
evil
The night before the second days rae
ing the Cherub" was late getting down
to the lotteries.
The first lottery on the Bagdad Plate
that was Vaseline's race-was just be-
ing sold
Vaseline was selling favorite. From
oO-rupee down to 1O-rupee bids Vase
line had Travelled, until he was bid up
to over 500 rupees in a 1,OOO-rupee lot
terry.
What nonsense! said ''the Cherub"
angrily, for the horse had been knocked
down to some one just as he entered
the room. What nonsense! Why, the
horse isn't worth more than that I'd
sell him just as he is for that much"
III take him!" shouted Herbert,
rushing across eagerly to where 1.-The
Cherub" stood. Here! You fellows
heard Doyne offer to sell the horse at
oOO rupees, and l take up the offer"
I don't want to sell him." said 1.-The
Cherub" doggedly, flushing red at being
taken up SO quickly
"Oh, come that won't do" said Her.
bert. "All the chaps here heard you
offer him for that much. and now I'll
give you my / o L for the 800 and
claim the horse"
I'll tell you what it is, Captain the
horse isn't worth it: all the same,
don't want to sell him to you, but if
you stick me to it you can take him
just as he is. Mind, l don't give any
guarantee about him in any shape or
form"
1t was a glorious opportunity. 'The
Cherub' was always doing stupid
things. but this was the climax Cap
tain Herbert gave him the 1 O T. and
the horse was his
Mind" said the Cherub," you'll
have to send up for him, for you've
taken delivery of him now Pm not
going to send him down to you, unless
you want to back out of your bargain,
and leave him where he is
What queer griffin it Isl" said
Herbert. "A bargains a bargain, and
I'll send up for him in the morning."
You'd better send up tonight" said
"the Cherub," in quiet, drawing sort
of way
why can't he stop there till morn
ing?" asked the Captain
Because he's dead" gently re-
marked 1.-The Cherub." and l don't
like to have a dead horse in my stable
SO long"
An ominous silence fell over the lot
teryroom.
1.-The Cherub,'' feeling perhaps that
a little explanation was necessary,
said:
He put his foot in hole when I was
giving him a final gallop this evening.
and snapped his leg like a pipestem.
didn't mean to sell him. though he
added. with that same tantalizing
drawl. until Captain Herbert rushed
me into it. l was just going to tell
you fellows to withdraw him from the
lotteries when / came in, but l was too
late to stop him being put up"
Then they remembered the tiger hunt
and various matters. and fell to Won
dering just what it would cost Herbert
to get out of it.
1t was too bad. though. about Vase
line, for he was dead right enough
stone dead.-W. A. Fraser in Temple
Bar.