Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-10-18
CHAPTER XVIII.

After winning on Lausanne, Allis had
| lodged the adm.ring crowd of paddock reg
uars that followed her. AS Lausanne was
being blanketed she had kis- ID the horses
cheek and given him a mighty squeeze of
| thankfulness How nobly he had done his
part; good, dear old despised, misjudged
Lauzarne. He had vertically saved her
| father from disaster; had saved her from
from many things.
She had slipped into her long coat and
stood waiting for Mike to drive her to
Dixon cottage when the ruinor came of an
objection Then there had Keen the misery
of terrible suspense, a wait of uncertainty.
Was her sacrifice of womanly instinct to go
for nothing?
Dixon had hurried to the scene of invest-
CATION; then he had come back after a lit
tie with Mike and the good news that they
had got the race. If it had not been for
prying eyes she would have knelt there at
Lauzanne's feet and offered up a prayer of
thankfulness. She had done all woman
| could do almost more. Providence had not
forsaken her and her stricken father.
Then Mike had hurried her to- the buggy
just as Crane. leaving the beaten Dutchman
and Langdon, had come asking Dixon
where Miss Porter was. that he might ten
der congratulations. He wanted to see the
boy that had ridden Lausanne also-wanted
to take his hand and tell him what a grand
race he had ridden. But Dixon had been
ready with excuses; the 10y Al Mayre,
was dead beat after the race-he was only
a kid-and had gone to Dixon's home. Miss
Porter perhaps in the stand, or per-
haps she had gone home also.
Crane knew Of Langdons objection. It
was silly thing, lie said, due to overeager-
ness. He had taken no part in it, he as
sured Dixon.
Alan Porter, too, came into the paddock.
asking for his sister, but Jared pretty much
as Crane had He would certainly find her
at the cottage, Dixon assured him.
lat night Allis wired the joyful tidings
| to her father and that she would be home
in the morning.
months past, evil fortune had been steadily
taken at Ringwood, was emptied. From
the bottom had come forth not only hope
but q prize.
medication for John Porter stood chance
of being fulfilled in one day. Allis' tele-
gram proved that the doctor had understood
the pathology of Porter's treatment. for he
became as a cripple who had touched the
garment of magic healer.
1t was thus that Allis found him when she
reached Ringwood oh, but she was glad,
and small wonder. What she had done was
as nothing; it shrank into insignificance
der the glamorous light of the change that
had come over Ringwood.
What a magic wand was deserved sue
! cess! How 1t touched with fairy aspect all
| that dropped with the fearsome blight of
anticipated decay. And even then they did
| not know the full extent of her endeavor.
MlnSlSu WIFI EnOtNer SSHlie welcome
and her fathers full-throated thanks was
| praise for the, to him, unknown boy that
had ridden Lausanne so CALAMITY.
The cir found tears of thankfulness glis-
| tening in her eyes as she listened to the
| praise that was wholly hers, though given
| In part to the jockey. They had not even
heard his name: it had not mattered before.
and now when her father asked for it, she
| answered that Mike called him AL some
| thing. Her father generous in his saliva
ton, was most solictous as to a fitting
| present; thousand dollars or perhaps two,
or even more, IL Dixon advised SO. What
| had he promised the lad?
But there were SO many things to talk
| over and settle and laugh about and con-
| graduate each other upon. Good fortune