Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1901-03-02
CHAPTER v.--(Continued.)

CHAPTER V.-(Continued)
Both lads were wild with excitement,
yelling like maniacs and lashing the
TANKS of the spirited stecds that with
straining muscles, distcnded nostrils and
aprotruding eyes. were going at their swift
est speed, when they plunged among the
'wranglng roadmakcrs and, like fash,
were gone again, around bend In the
highway. and out of sight. Brief as the
glimpse afforded had been, and troubled
by the scramble to get out of the way
Of those flying hoofs, all the men had seen
that Danny was rapidly gaining upon his
antagonist, actually leaving him almost
as IL the mail rider had been mounted
upon COW, and they Joined In shout,
for somehow the outcome of the race sud.
denly assumed the proportions of local
triumph.
While their hurrahs were still In the
air, third rider appeared upon the scene,
the Rev. Mr.. Mcleod himself, bare'head'
ed, In his shirt sleeves, red with anger,
riding as furiously as the boys. and shout
ing denuncatons and threats after them
not with any hope of their hearing him,
but as a relief to his mind. Whip and
shout as he would, he was losing ground
steadily, for the animal he bcstrode was
a sturdy, sedate farm horse, that had
never, probably, INDUCED voluntarily In
gallop since he was Il colt. Without
seeming to notice his friends and neigh
bors as he dashed through the space
cleared by the racers, he, too, disappear
ed around the bend In the road: but long
after he was out of sight they could hear
his shouts and the dull echoes Of the
farm horses hOof beats laundering across
little wooden bridge spanning the creek.
Half an hour elapsed before the rever'
end gentleman came slowly jogging back,
leading the foam.ilcckcd and painting colt.
He was still enragcd. Danny has escap-
ed his vengeance. The quck.witted imp,
having ANONYMOUSLY defeated the mail
rider, had taken no chances on return.
ing the colt to its pasture. but had tied
II ut the roadside and vaniched In the
woods. He probably did not even know
Ahat he was pursued, but just acted up.
on the intuition that seldom failed to get
him out safely fsom his inh.mcrahle
''scrapes."
III ever there was boy fore0rdained
to be a torment to his fellow.creatures,"
said the Rev. Mr.. Mcleod, that Danny
Mulvcil Is one! I'm sure can see for
his future anything but happy or cred
liable career, and IL he comes to the gal
lows I shall not be surprised
"You didn't even get to see the race
did your asked one Of the men, In Il
tone Of sympathy and with twinkle In
his eye.
"see the race! I only wish had
close enough to have got hold Of that
,boyw
''rf you ever think Of putting the coli
on the turf, Danny would be about as
good jockey as you could get. ] tel
you, he knows how to ride. lie went
by here In grand shape"
The indignant clergyman looked at thu
speaker for a moment In Disguised 81
lence, and, without trusting himself t
reply, rode away.
There were good many chuckles ant
quiet jests behind his back, for Danny
having won the race, had co,ae In for
large share Of the popular sympathy, ant
the incident served to put In good humol
everybody except the rival athletes
whose feeling was not simply factiona
but personal.
"Wc'll have more chance another tim,
to find out who IL the better man between
u.s." said Rufus. menacingly, In a low
tone, passing near to John.
"You'll never find me unrcady," replied
the latter with an air Of Indifference tina
bordcred upon insolence. "A Cameron
never turned his back on a Mulveil. o
anything that wore Mulveil collar"
The angry retort on GOldie's lips wa
silenced by the authoritative interposi
ton Of one Of the old men, Mulveil
who, forcibly taking him by the arm, le,
him aside and Kissed In his ear:
Cant We bide yer time, 70 :ule? Don
you see they're nearly two % our on
here to.day!"