The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1902-07-27

aNA 4 w lAbNfi ~ hFE~lu NAAAN ~
too. but all the same. II YOU asked me now
| Id tell You to keep your money In your
pocket. | must go he added. his .ys
catching the nuttsr % a race card whlCh
wa- waving to him three seats up.
"Herc'ss ss~t. dad. cried the girl chsertly
lifting her coat from q chair she had KEEP,
for her father.
FOR al nstart John Porter forgot al
about Lucr-tia and her troubles. The
wtnsoiue littl. woman had the faculty OF
always making him forge, his trials: an,
had Co the fullest extent that power 50 often
found In plain faces.
StrtCtly speaking. she wasn't beautiful
any man would hsv. passed that opinion
II siidenly asked the question upon first
seeing her. Doubt Of tho excellence Il
his judgment might have creep, into bis
mind after he had felt the converting In
fuenc. OF the blue-grsy eyes. that were
~ much like her fathers, in them was the
most beautiful thing In tho world. an un-
douhted evidence II truth and honesty
and sympathy.
~" was small and slender but no one had
ever ikened her 10 a flower There was
apparent sInswy strength and vigor In the
small form.
Her life, claimed by the open air. had
thus a. a reward the saddle L. no cradle
for weaklinss Bred IN al atmosphere 81
racing. ana surrounded a. she had always
t-"n hy ,horoushhr'd-, Allis had grown
up hnlI of at admiration for their honesty
and courage and sweet temper
In John fcrter's home hor-. racing had
no dchaslng effects. II a man couldn't
race squnrrly-run Ia win every time
ho had letter quit the game. Porter had
always asserted He racNd honestly and
bet openly, without cant and without hv-
INHtrlaNH Fuaf n "A fnangl.F might huxaa
traded Ia stocks In Wall Street, or a farmer
might plant his croT- and trust Ia IN. future
and fair weather 10 yield him a harvest In
return.
SO much Of the racing life was on honor
80 much 81 the working put ot II Wes IN
tho oren. whcro purple-clovCrrd field.
gave" rest and healtA and strength. that tho
hpm" atmuAnhers vls i~Uprcgnated with
moral truth and courage and frankness. Ia
tie Influence ola the girls development.
Every twist OF lcr eluewy figure horr
mute testimony 10 this evnry glance from
her wondroiis ewes was an eloquent sub
slartiatuR argument In favor ~ the lie
she afeCrei
John Porter looked down a, tho small.
RAJ her dark, uptuIfed tar-, aud "A hair
amused smile II ounter' came 20 his lipe
"pid you se Lucretiay' 10 askcd Isn't
she "A h"auty' Hasn't Dixon go' bar in
the PINK ~ c~lrii'.onf-
I saw nothing else, father She
~teckonei 20 linn with her cyer. ,ipped
her head forward and wh'sr-red: -Th"~e
People h-'hind us hav. baked LauEanue.
! think they're racing folks
The father smiled a. an uncult,Ir~d
woman'- voice from one row hack Jared
GA his ear Alli- noticed the smile and it,
pruyocation. and said. Speaking hastily
i don't mean like YOU. father
Like US he corrected
Well. perhaps. they're more like bctting
or training Irople, though
She put her hand on hIs arm w~arninsly,
a. "A h~igh-vi'chNi fsl-at'o penetrated the
drone II their half-whi-rered words saving.
i tell you. Dick knows all about this Porter
mare Iucrrtia
But ! likr her a harytone voice an.
swar-d 'She looks a rattlin' Ally
You'll dine N Eweihack and by your
lonely, Nei, II you play horses on their
looks
.Cr women, either. The baritone cut In.
You're a fair Judge. Ned But Dick
told me 20 g. tho limit on L~auzanne, and
"a leave the Ally alone
-On form. Lucretia ought 90 win the
man persisted. AN ,her"'s never anvthtn'
doin' with Porter. w" heard
-Perhaps not. the unpleasant feminine
voice sneercd mockingly. with al M-oon-
ditioned dravl on the -p-rhaps, but no
doesn't ride his own MARI does he'-
John Porter started. Again that dis
tasteful expression, fraught With distrust
and in~sinuation.
There Wa a strong evtl odor % stephan
otis waited Ia his nostrils a. the speaker
shook her fan With impatient decision
The rrrfuma affected him disagr,Eably
Il was like tho exhalation 81 some not-oue
drug, quite In k@rping with the covert
~in=inusiion Of hsr words that Dick, a. she
called HINT must bs Dick Langdon
the trainer Of lauzanne, Porter muSed
had given her advice based on a knowl-
edge quite Irrespective 81 the ga.opins
..w-Ars ~ gha two hnr4pa
Did you hear that, father1' Allis whis-
p.rcd.
lie nodded his head.
what does IL all meant
1T means, girl, he said slowly.
ali tho troubla and pains | have taken over
Iucre,ia since she was foaled two years
ago. and her darn, the old mare Maid 81
Rome, died 20 raising the little Ally
on a bottle, and watching over h"r temper,
that it'should not 10 ruined 10y brutal savages
81 stable boys, whose Vns idea ot a hor-e
10 that he must be dubbed into submission
- that all tho care taken ia her training,
and the money sIent for her keep and an
tries, COOS for nothing In this race, nJockey
Mckay is the rascal fear b" Il
.lOuthink some one has got AZ him, Dad'-
Her father nodded again.
Il wish I'd bsn "a boy, 80 hat | could
have ridden LuCr,tia for you to-day
Allis exclaimed. with sudden emphasis
Il almost wish YOU had. little woman:
you'd have ridden straight, anyway
therr never was a crooked ono OF our
blood
Il don't $50 why a jockey or ANYBODY
el-> should H. dishonest. I'm SURF u must
take too much nluable time 10 cover up
crooked ways.
Eyes, you'd have made a great jock.
It'll. woman" the father went ON. musinslv
~ he watched the horses lining up Tor the
start. 'Men think II a boy In a feather
weight, and a. gh a. a BoweTy loafer.
he's SURE to b. a tuCc~er in the saddle.
That's what boats me "A boy ~ that sort
wouldn't lc trusted To- carry a l"iicr with
$40 la II, and on the back ~ q good horse
he's plotting thousands,
Unless a Jockey has the iotinc's 81
n gentleman. naturally. he's almost CERTAIN
10 turn out a Backyard sooner or later
and throw down his owner, He'll nave
morr temptations Ia a week 20 violate his
trust than a bank clerk would have la a
life, me
u that why YOU pm, Alan in the hank.
father
Porter went on ~ though he had not
heard tho daughter query.
TO make a irSt-clas- lockev a 10y must
have nerves 81 -t,,,i. the courage ot "A bull
dog. the clf-cuntrulling honesty ~ n monk.
You've got all th"~" right enough. AlliS.
only vou'r. "A girl. don't YOU see iust a
httl~ woman, and ho latt"i her hild
~areCtionai"ly
-Th.v'rr o. exclaimed the harytone.
'Nu' this trip Objected TIE inlsctto.