Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1901-11-07


ing, quick!"
Bonnie made dab with her spoon
into the water, which was not boil
ing at all, brought mp the little egg,
and dashed it into the cup held To-
ward her by Jack. Perhaps If she
had not dashed 1t this story would
never be written at all. But she
did, and Immediately afterward there
were confusion and embarrassment
overwhelming entry Number Seven.
The egg had broken alright, but
oh, Lord - said Bonnie.
Jack started back, but was too
game sportsman 10 exhibit his
emotion.
"It's-it's a dead one, Bonnie, /"
he groaned.
Then he glanced bout TO see If the
other nominees were fixed in the
same way, and promptly noted that
they were not. Some were gulping
at the half-raw eggs and some were
dancing about the little stoves.
You've cooked it beautifully,
dear, and it's not your fault. But
I've reached my limit. couldn't
-
Jack =
Talk fast, darling"
Listen. I'm going to open my
parasol u little. When | do, throw
il inside.
Bonnie was hoarse with excite
ment.
II can't. It"
''You must.
"It-it'll leak, Bonnie.
She had thrust in front of her the
mass of lace and fluffy stuff which
had been leaning against the stand.
For flag and country, Jack. Drop
it."
He dropped it.
A fraction of second later he and
Prince Salchowsk and the Hongkong
doctor were running backwards,
shoulder to shoulder, along the track.
being joined at intervals of the same
time by the other racers. Two of
these fell before the bicycles were
reached, where the remaining eight
turned their coats inside out and
threw themselves upon the wheels.
The Prince took an immediate head
er and three others piled up on him.
The Indian, two Englishmen and
Jack reached the ponies safely, al
though entirely out of breath, and
then came the scurry for home. II
was neck and neck all the way, but
Jacks West Point days had taught
him something about riding a horse,
and he fairly lifted his mount i'm one
big jump at the winner, by a
nose, of the greatest race Hongkong
had ever seen.
He heard the roars of applause
and saw moving colors on the lawns
and grand stand, but was too much
played out for a moment to notice
anything else. Then he felt punch
on his left leg, and looked down TO
see that Bonnie, blushing and adOr-
ably pretty, had come out to lead
the winning pony TO the paddock.
Capt. Brentwood was in the party
and he looked at Jack with curious
interest.
What did you do with-it?" asked
Jack, when opportunity came for a
quiet word with Bonnie.
"Dad-poor old Dad. / don I
think he will ever forgive me.
lis hep
Holding it? Yes. But IL you
sove me don't look his way. Inever
knew such a thing could-why, Jack,
ne - itdflnE ulS seat
Capt. Gould glanced up toward
the Consul's box and saw Mr.. Kill
bourne walking, with head very
erect toward the rear porch of the
clubhouse. The fluffy lace parasol
was held in one arm, stiffcned out
wardly at his side.
There was no one else" sighed
Bonnie. And | didn't dare 10
leave it alone.
Some days later group of men in
the cafe of the HongkOng Club were
talking of the big gymkana, and, not
unnaturally, the Ladies Nomination
was mentioned.
They say young Gould and that
rich American girl came 10 an un
derstanding before they parted,
said one.
He was in mighty good humoI
when he left for Manila" added q
second.
Fine young chap" put ina third.
And she's beauty
Yep"
He is a gOOt man for to ride {
horse, think, said Prince Sal
chowsk.
There was silence for a moment
Then Canfain ] O. Hollinrswortl