Omaha daily bee., 1902-08-31

buggy. siow-moving, turned into the drive.
She raised her eyes leisurely. the matter Of
the story still in her mind. but with q quick
cry Of joint she sprang to her feet, the
volume, left to itself, rustling from her lap
to the floor.
The mother eyes saw that something was
wrong and the mother heart felt that some
evil had come to Allis.
Mrs. Porter had gone white in an instant.
Over her hung heavy at all times the dread
Of some terrible accident coming to Allis
through the horses.
did you call, wife," Porter asked, as he
came to the door. Then he sprang quickly
across the veranda at sight of his wife's
blanched face and reached out to catch her
in his arms. But she stopped him, pointing
down the drive. IT'S Allis, John; oh, my
Godi"
"No, no. he answered. they're just COM
ing ~back-here. sit down again, I'll see"
and he raced Town the steps, Just as Mike
pulled up.
what's the matter. girl?" he began.
''The young gintleman's got a bit shook
up, sir--nothin' bad loike," Mike broke in,
hastily. The diplomatic rider, mot bad"
was added for Mrs. Porter's benefit; his
quick eye having seen her white-face.
Nnlon hAilo . hON hNAA At all Nv bOhNAh
ued. Wen help the young gintleman in,
an I'd best go for the docther. I'm think
In"
Even as he was speaking they helped Nor
timer from the rig. He had not uttered a
sound: his teeth were set hard against the
agony that was in his side and the queer
dizziness that was over him left little be-
yond a consciousness that he was being
looked after, and that IL he could only keep
going for a little, just use his legs a trihe,
he would presently be allowed to sleep. Yes,
tina. was what he wanted, he was so drowsy.
As he went up the steps between two men
a haggard face peered at him over the rail.
1t was familiar; he felt some recognition
was due, for 1t was q lady's face. He tried
no smile. Then he was on a bed, and-and-
sleep at last.
When the three men, with the silence OF
disaster over them, passed strugglingly into
the house Mrs. Porter threw herself on Allis'
neck and a passion Of tears flooded down
and damped the girls shoulder.
"God be thanked, God be thanked
gasped the troubled woman. and one hand
that was over the girls shoulder patted her
with erratic rapidity. Then she interrupted
herself. "What am 1 saying?-it's wicked,
and Mr.. Mortimer like that. But can't
help it'll can't help It. Oh, Allis, my
I heart was in nv mouth: / feel that some
I day you will come home like this"
At that instant Gaynor dashed by them,
leaped into the buggy and called, as he
drove of; "Ill have the docther in a jify
-th' young mans all right" He was still
talking as the whirr Of swift-rushing wheels
-smothered out his voice, and the dust rose
like a steam cloud, almost plotting him
from the landscape.
"Oh, grill / thought you'd been killed"
Here, sit down. mother-you're all
worked up," and Allis put a cool hand on
her mothers hot forehead
But the shock to her feelings had loosed
the good woman's vocabulary. At all times
smouldered in her heart a hatred Of racing,
even Of the horses.
tits the anger Of God" Mrs. Porter de-
nounced, vehemently. This gambling and
racing is contrary to His law. Never a
night passes, Allis. that I do not pray to
God that he may open your fathers eyes
to the sin OF racing. No good can come
of tho good has ever come Of it-nothine
but disaster and trouble; in a day the sub
stance Of a year is wasted. There can't
be prosperity living in sin"
Hush, mother" crooned Allis, softly.
This outburst from Mrs. Porter startled
the girl; II was 80 passionate, so vehement.
When they had talked Of racing in the home
life the mother had nearly always pre-
Jerved a reprpaehful silence; her attitude
was understood and respected.
II must speak. girl" she said again;
'this sinful life is crushing me. Do you
mink l feel no shame when sit in meeting
nd hear our good minister denounce
Rambling and racing? ! can feel his eyes
me, and 1 cannot raise my voice in
protest, for do l not countenanee IL. My
people were all church people" she con-
tinued. almost ALPHABETICALLY. ''toleratinl
no sin in the household. Living In sin there
can be no hope for eternal life"
II know, MOTHER soothed the girl; 81
know lust how you feel, but we can't de.
Aert father. He does not look upon It as 9
ksin, as carrying any dishonor; he may be
Veheated. but he cheats no man. 1t cam
Ga,so sinful II there Is no evil intent. And
listen. mother, no matter what anybod,
may say, even the minister. we must both
stick to father, n he chooses to race horses
all his life
"Ah, sweetheart" John Porter cried on
in a pleased voice. as he came TO them
Hooking after mother; that's right. Cynthii
has helped me hx up Mortimer. He'll be al
right as soon as Mike gets back with Rath
bone. | think we'd better have a cup 0
tea-these horses are trying on the nerves
aren't they, little woman" and he nestle
bis wife's head against his side. How di
1t happen, Ailis? Did Mortimer slip int
Diablo's box or"
1T was all over that raseally boy, shandy
Diablo was just paying him back for his i'll
treatment and went in to rescue him an
Mortimer risked his life TO save nine"
He was plucky, Ell, girls"
''He fought the black like a hero. father
But, father. you must never think bad Q
Lausanne again-if he hadn't come an
fought the black Mr.. Mortimer would hav
been too late"
ITS dreadful, dreadful" moaned tn
mother.
Allis shot alquiek look at her father. an
he changed the subject and commenced talk
ing about Alan-gondering where he wal
and other irrelevant matters.
Then there was fresh advertisement. a
Mike ratified up. and Doctor Rathbone. VIII
was OF a great size. hustled In 70 wher
Mortimer lay.
Three smashed ribs and a broken arm wa
his inventory Of the damage inflicted b
phblo's Kick, when he came out again wit
Forter, In an hour.
Kim afraid one OF the splintered ribs
tickling his lung. though" he added. "bJ