Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-11-10

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should he not make a fortune?
For few moments George feebIy en-
deavored to fight down the mad impulses
which were making him dizzy Back
Wild Duck" he heard a man say dis
tinctly.
That decided George He clambered
down from the dog cart and with flushed
face he walked to the wooden stand of
Dicky Dent the Dasher.
Il want to put GAO on Wild Duck!"
stammered George.
The "Dasher" eyed him with outward
serenity, but the pupils of his cheerful
blue ewes dilated slightly.
"Wheres your money!" he asked, with
businesslike promptitude.
"Here!" gasped George, as he handed
over the canvas bag containing the
members of the Holiday Outing club.
The Dasher counted the money.
| Il suppose it is sure to win?" inquired
George in a whisper intended to be pri
vate and confidential.
Certain to- replied the Dasher,
equally. Here's your ticket"
Then a bell changed and a tumultuous
roar arose from a million threats.
lhey re OH
George scrambled back to his seat on
the dogcart and with trembling fingers
searched the card for the eolors worn by
the Jockey riding Wild Duck. Then he
eagerly scanned the faint ridge of dust,
which seemed to be still miles away, for
purple and orange.
Had Georges attention not been so
absorbed he would have seen Dicky Dent
the Dasher giving rapid instructions to
his partner and general help:
Put the lot on Rosie for the last race
inside ring. You understand?
Where were the purple and orange?
Above all, where was Wild Duck |?
Georges eyes nearly started out of his
head Not second, not third, not even in
the first five. Thee the cry went up;
The favorite's wont" And a cry went
ZIP also from Georges very heart. He
knew he was a dishonored man, and his
face was white with the shock.
To the utterly miserable George it
seemed hours before Mr. Lamb rejoined
him and the races were over.
Mrs Price was considerably astonished
when her husband arrived from town
two hours later than usual.
George, dear, what has happened ?"
she exclaimed, as she noted the intense
pallor of her husbands face.
For the first time in his life George
Price did not answer his wife, neither did
he look in her face, but piece by piece he
told her the whole story of his tempta
tion and the days utter calamity. She
said no word, but the tears were rolling
down her cheeks, and sObs were being
bravely stifled when an hour later she left
the little Wimbledon cottage upon the
dread errand of breaking the news to
Mr.. Price senior.
"Twice in my life," sobbed Rosie Price,
"has it brought shame upon two of those
| love; first my brother, and now
MY"
Her thoughts went no further, for at
that moment she ran headlong into a
good humored looking man who was
swinging along toward her.
1t may have been the tear stained face
which arrested the mans attention, or
perhaps long forgotten memory of a
once familiar figure, but as he looked
sharply at the girlish form he suddenly
stopped and exclaimed:
"Rosie!"
Mrs. Price gave one look of astonish-
ment, then she family said, "Fred-oh,
Fredl" and burst into tears.
"Now, little sister," he said cheerily
perhaps you will tell your black sheep
of a brother, whom you haven't seen for
ten years, what happens to be troubling
your"
"It's-it's my husband" sobbed Rosie
"Has he been beating your" exclaimed
the cheerful Fred. IF so, I'll break
every bone in his body!"
"No-er-no,' sobbed Rosie; 'he--he's
been betting"
"Silly fool!" remarked Fred compla-
Gently.
But you-you don't understand" said
Rosie. "He-he did what you did, Fred,
those ten years ago-he took money
which didn't belong to him."
The man had become strangely silent
"Only," continued Rosie, there is this
difference The money you took was
what father meant to start me in life; it
didn't much matteri it was not public
disgrace. But George-oh, how can /
tell YOU! He-he took $40 which father
held in trust for the Holiday Outing
fund. and-and he lost it to a man
called Dicly Dent the Dasher."
The man beside her suddenly gave a
loud laugh.
by Jove, did he? Upon my soul, 1
believe it was the fool who asked me if
the horse was sure to win!"
asked you? Oh, Fred, were you at
those dreadful races, too?"
Rather" answered the unabashed
Fred. Now look here, Rosie, dear,
have got something to tell you. so dry
your eyes and listen. Years ago, it is
true, | became the black sheep of the
family and stole your money. That was
the only time in my life l didn't go
straight. | made up my mind from that
dav would never do another dirty trick
| became bookmaker, went straight for
ten years, never made much money till
today.
well, today retire from the life for
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