Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-10-11

amt no good when It comes to gallopinsf
II you was to all loaf around he might
hang on and finish in front. but the pace'U
XIII him TN break his heart. The fast
goinll lay out White Moth too for she'll
go TO the front an die away after a mile
an quarter. Just nurse the bay an let
the others fight the Indian But don't loaf
an let Lausanne get near YOU fer he can
keep up puddlin' gait all day. There amt
| nothin' else in the race I'm afraid Of There
amt one of them can last a mile and q
half Then he added with a disagreeable
chuckle-it was like the soldering laugh OF
hyena-''I miss my guess II the boy on
Lausanne kills himself tryin' to win. anyl
way. He seems fair lad. but you can
ride rings around him. Bill
I'm put up a good ride the Dutch
man. an l think We'll ketch the judges
stand for 1t that a stable boy on a bad
horse like Lausanne is goin' to beat me-
out"
The boss says you're to have So 900 fer
w1nnin'. Wesley, don't make mis-
take. L wasn't goin' to tell you this afore
you went out, fer fear it'd make YOU too
eager. Many race has been thrown away
by boy bein too keen an maxim his run
too early in the game; but you're a good !
head, an you might as well know. There's
the bugle; get up. :
Eager hands stripped the blanket that
had been thrown over the Dutchman.7
Wesley lifted into the saddle and the
gallant bay led out by Langdon
In front STROBE White Moth one by one
number, Jagged Lausanne, laZily loadng
along as though he regretted leaving the
stall Z
Crane, after watching Wesley ride the,
Dutchman to the gate, raised his eyes from
scanning Lausanne to the rider on his back
1t was Just look of lansuid interest in the
apprentice boy Dixon had put up instead of
such a good jockey as Redpath. The face
riveted his attention; something in the line
of the cheek recalled a face he had COM
stantly in view. !
I
Porter on Lausanne" he said to l.angdon.'
who at his elbow. "A strange fancy
I'm going up to the box TO watch the
race -
Mike to Dixon. I'm goin' in by the judges
box to watch the finish. You'll be helpin
the by pass the scales. Andy
AS AliS passed the judges stand in the
parade she east IA quick, furtVe glance
around. feeling herself lifted up in pitiless
prominence. Would any one detect her at
the last moment? "a
Hanging over the rail in the very front
she saw pale face that struck chill Of
fear to her heart-it was Mortimer :. She
had not even thought of his being there.
She had eluded the close scrutiny of al! the
others who were likely to recognize her.-
but there within ten yards We're eyes al
most certain to penetrate her disguise ne
girl turned her face away. she knew Nor
timer well enough to know that If he diq
recognize her he would make no sign;
That's our horse declared Old Bill as
"a :
life: he's fit ter go all day. The geeser as
trains him amt no mug. Let's go up ~
the stand where we can see tie Whole shoWs
Then we'll come down an cash in. say.
pard, if this goes through I'll blow you on
to bottle of the best. Wine amt too good
for this coup. y
Altogether IT was as though fate had
found pleasant domce in the ancient !
clothing of Old Bill. and was using their
unique wearer a protective agent to
ward off evil from both Mortimer and the
girl. IN
AS they logged toward the starting post
Alis allowed Lausanne to lag. She wished
to avoid Redpath. But The Indian was az
horse of uncertain temperament. and pres-1
emily with foolish side rush he cannoned |
fair into Lauzanne In the melee Redpath |
looked fun into Auis' eyes at short range: |;
his face went white in an instant. Love
eyes wise eyes. and he knew ~
YOU he cried. pulling hard at his
horses mouth. It's you, Miss" Hei
stopped suddenly. God! I'm glad To know;
this he jerked between set teeth, as he;
fought The Indian. who was nearly pulling
him out of the saddle. r
''H's because he'll gallop for You. isn't ite /
You didn't think l was wrong one-it !
wasn't because you couldn't trust me you
took the mount away. was it? 4
The Indian, quoted by the sleepy chests
nut, was going steadier.
No; it's because Lausanne won't give his
running for any one but me- the girl am
swered. a
Inc boy remained Silent, thinking OVER
why he The Indian. There was
certain moral oblquity about his present
position The new light of his discovery!
showed him this strongly. His feelings had
been played upon by the owner of The In
dian at Langdon's instigation. He had
been told that the Porters had not given
him the mount on Lausanne because theyi
distrusted him. He had been put the In.
dian to make the running for The DutchA'
man. There was nothing really paternity,
dishonest about this arrangement, and Reds
paths mind had been dulled tO,fine discrimi1
nation by the idea that he falsely diss
trusted. Y
Presently Redpath spoke with sharp de-
c:sion, in quick. broken sentences. for they
nearing the starter. I'm to make
the running, this crooks got no license to
win. Don't you bother about him-he'u
come back to the others fast enough when
he's done. When you want an opening to-
get through. just come bang into me-Ill be
next the rail: yell "LauZannc'' an I'll pull
out I'll give them blasted crooks some
thing to stare at Don't gallop your mounts
head off chasing this sprnter-he'll be beat
when we swing into the stretch. Don't go
wide at the turn-you can have my place.,
I'll make it wide for something else,
though" ID
They were at the post. Ailis had not
spoken. She had listened gratef fully to Red.
paths string of kindly directions The
presence of friend in the race che cred herr
The discovery she had dreaded had come al
a blessing.
CTo be continued) iz