Omaha daily bee., 1902-10-05

lop. And the same boy was to ride Lau-
zanne in the race, he understood, for Red
path had been released. and was looking for
another mount.
II wasn't in the natural order Of things
that one small stable would have in Il two
horses good enough to win the Derby, espe-
cially when one Of them was a CASTOR, but
there was the gallop. time, like figures,
didn't lie, not often; and as he thought OF
1t, Langdon admitted that he had never
seen such an improvement in a horse as
had been made in Lausanne. Shandy had
told him that It was Miss Porter's doing,
that she had cured him Of his 'sulky moods
the gallop Langdon had witnessed seemed to
bear out the truth Of this.
What was he to do? They couldn't re-
peat the trick they had played on Lucretia.
The Dutchman might win. he had worked
the distance in 2:O9, but then he was all out
at the finish, and there was $40. 900 at stake.
He tried to hnd out who the boy was that
had ridden Lausanne, but nobody seemed to
know; he was a new boy that Dixon had
picked up somewhere. Perhaps he might be
got at. IL this could he managed IL would
simplify matters somewhat-remove an I'M
pleasant contingency.
The morning after her fast work on Lau-
zanne, Allis, draped as she was into the
personihcation Of Al Mayne, arrived at the
course before their horses. As she was
leaning over the paddock rail waiting for
Lausanne to come. Langdon, who had evil
IDENTIFY determined upon a course Of action,
sauntered up carelessly to the girl and COM
menced to talk. After r few preliminary
observations he said, You're the boy
that's ridin' for Andy Dixon, amt your"
The small figure nodded its head.
II seen you gallop that chestnut yester-
day. Where you been ridin'-you're a
stranger here, I reckon"
out west" answered Allis. at a hazard.
"Oh, San Francisco. Ell? Are you engaged
to D!xon?'
I'm Just on trial"
Coin to ride the chestnut in the race?'
Again the boy nodded; under the circum-
stances 1t was not wise to trust too much
to speech.
He amt no good-he's a bad horse. I
guess. I've got the winner Of that race in
my stable. II he wins T. like to sign you
for a year. l like the way you ride. !
amt got no good lightweight. l might give
you a thousand for a contract, an losin'
and winnin' mounts when you had Il leg
up. How do you like ridin' for Dixon % he
continued, the little chap not answering his
observations.
81 amt goin' to ride no more for him
after this race answered the other, quite
truthfully enough, but possessed Of a curl
osity to discover the extent Of the others
v~illainy.
II don't blame you. He's no good; he don't
never give his boys a chance. II you win
on the chestnut like as not they'll just give
xvA,, a., .rN,At,t 5000 FrI.4 .a-gA - -
to a boy. They amt got no money, that's
why. The owner Of my candidate, the
Dutchman, he's a rich man, an won't think
nothin' of givin' you a retainer Of a thou
sand IL we won this race. ThatIl mean
the Dutchman's a good horse. an well want
a good, light boy to ride him-see?'
Allis did see. Langdon was automatically
giving her, as Al Mayne, to understand that
II she threw the race on Lausanne she
would get the place In their stable at a
retainer Of a thousand dollars:
1--WE can AFFORD 1t II we win the race he
continued, "for we stand a big stake. Come
and see me any time you like to talk this
over"
After he had gone, just as Allis was leav-
ing the rail. she was again accosted; this
time by Shandy. She trembled an instant,
fearing that the small, red-lidded, ferret
eyes would discover her identity, but the
boy was too intent on trying to secure his
ill-earned five hundred dollars to think of
anything else.
Good mornin', boy" he said, cheerily.
81 used to be in Dixon's stable. It's HI;
and he's a swipe. l see my boss talkin' to
you just now. Did he put you next a good
thing?"
Allis nodded her head knowingly.
Hes all right. Sos the other one-the
guy as has got the mum; he's got a bank
full OF it. I'm on to him-his names
Crane"
Allis started.
"You don't know him." continued the
imp; hes too slick to go messin' about.
But II the old man promised you anything,
see, God blast me! you'll git IT. Not like
that other skinhint hole where you don't
git nothin'. ! stand in five hundred II our
horse wins the Derby.
do you ride him ?" asked AL Mayne.
Ride nothln'. don't have to. I've got
my Job already"
II don't believe they'll give you five hun
dred for nothin'," said Allis, doubtingly,
knowing that the boys obstinate nature, IL
he were crossed, would probably drive him
into further explanation.
Say, you're a stin. What'd the old man
want you to do--pull Lauzanne?"
Allis nodded.
81 knowed It. What was the use Of stop
pin the marc an let the chestnut spoil the
job?"
us that what you get the FIVE hundred
for?' asked Allis, a sudden suspicion fore
ing itself upon her.
Say, what'd you take me for. a fiat car?
But she's sick, amt she? An you jes' take
care of the chestnut now, an I'll give you
a hundred out of my FIVE, God biz me, II
don't"
AS he spoke shandy looked hastily about
TO see that no one was listening, then he
continued. III you give me the double cross
an peach. I'll split yer head open" His