Evening star., 1902-08-23

thoush the living creature before him was
oriy morse, yet natures laws were being
a9hefed to, and the result was reward of
phSslcal perfection and enjoyment of life
He began to feel that a man or even a
Woman-it was the subtle presence of the
woman at his side that made him invo1un
tall! lAterJect TINS clause into his inaudible
thoueht-yes, even woman of high mora
attributes might find the most healthy form
OF interested amusement in watching the
supelp sirI ueveiopInent OF horses that were des-
hlte. f,Eeu tor no other purposeIthan to race and
drouS stamina and courage and sneed
His detestation of racing had been in real
ltv an untutored prejudice; he had looked
upon but one phase of the question. and
that quite casually as it introduced itself
into his life by means of sensational bat
ting incidents in the daily papers. To him
all forms of betting We're highly dlsa astrons
most immoral.
But here, like a revelation. came to him
in all its fascination, the perfect nictTra of
the animal, which, he was forced to admit
stood next the man in its adornment of
Gods scheme of creation.
AS Shandy swept his wisp of str.n, ,,o,n
the sensitive skin of Diabos stomach the
latter shrank from the tickling sensation
ana lashed out impatiently with a powerful
hing leg as if he would demolish the for
mentor 'o
Hes not cross at all just" explained
Mike; hes bluffin', that's ali. Shnra a"ea u
child could handle him if they'd only 90 the
TlSnt away ABOUT It.
Then he leaned over and WHISPERED in an
aside to the visitors. Bot tumhs ~,
(this was Mikes favorite OATH .D;abio
hates that boy, an some day he'll do him
up, mark my words" ''
Here Shandy,' he cried turning to tho
rubber loose the blacks head an, tnrn
him around" " '"i
Mortimer almost shrunk with annraben-
sion for the boy, for Diablo's ears were
pack PACK on ms nat, tapering neck, and his
save for the intense blue-shimmered n,,niI
To Mortimer that look was the incarn.tin,,
of evil hatred; but the boy unsnanned tba
halter shank without hesitation opa ~ .iie
10. more inquisitive than angry, came minc-
ingly toward them, nodding his head Some
what defiantely, as much as to saw thai tho
nature Of the interview would denend aI.ae
gether upon their good behavior
See that!' calculated Mike. a n1o.s.n+
smile of satisfaction ripping the fnrrous
of his face. See how he picks out the bes.
friend the stables got?" 'e 'e"'
. IN aablo DIG. had stretched his lean head down
the carrot Allis held half hidden hah;n9
her skirt. There was none of Tncreti,
tim1dity in Diablo's approach; it was fulI
1b tho an n, ASSUMPTION or equality of trust in
come with the mistress he had faith in N
Iheyre all like that when Miss Alus &c
about" explained Mike. There s neveS as
worLd woutd be e. bad horse if the stable b'ys
L
dy," he added. "Even the iockap1,s omau r.Sai,
their mounts" Gaynor continued In a naon
otone. ''The horses'll -gallop better for ",n-
men any time-they treat thin een+1au
that's why" ee'iei'
Most interesting" hazarded Mortiroer
feeling some acknowledgment of Milte.s 81,
formation was due. III
ITS the trut'. Miss Allis'd take 1.u-
zanne, or the black, or the LITTLE marc az,
get better race eutav aither than anv
jock. I've seen ridin' hereabouts.' A'
Mike" exclaimed Allis '.voI A.tton 49,
You almost make me wish that T H,ara =
jockey. d
well. bot t'umbs up! you wud av n,.da
a good un, miss, an that's no dfresnact ~
you, I'm sayin'." ~
Mortimer smiled condescendinslv Al,,s,
quick eye caught his expression ~ anusad
discontents 1t angered her Mikes nraisa
had been practically honest To him a e.noS
jockey was the embodiment of conrasa eoud oud
honesty and intelligence; but she knan that
to Mortimer 1t simply meant a phase ne 1ifa
he considered quite outside the naIe of -
ognized respectability Somehow she faIt
that Mikes encomium had lowered her ,er
ceptibly in the opinion Of this man whon,
she herself affected to look upon with hut
toleration. Wv
They visited all the other stalls e,eb+ ~
them, and listened to Mikes euior;stic
praise of the inmates. Coming down tho
other side of the passage, the last occunie6
box stall contained Lauzanne
Miss Porterll tell you about this wan
said Mike, automatically. He's shaped like
a good horse, an his sire, old Lazzarone
landed many purse. an the Suburban.