The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1907-03-10

going TO let him out for hard drive 20
the end.
You have another hurdle after leaving
the Liverpool"
Two more
You intend to pat Karlstein at these
jumps as hard as you can tilt?''
Ryder clencEed his fist and shook il IN
the air
yes. and If the old boy has only the
stamina TO outlast the Hitchcock entry,
I'll leave the field and come in the winner
I by quarter OF "a mile
A putting, snoring automobile came
blowing up the street just then. and as
it's horn warned the two TO get out Of
the way or feel the fun force of the law
I less machine. they separated. Ryder
turned 20 go into the gate
Remember that all Warrington is with
YOU to-day" called a feminine voice after
him.
He turned and saw I'm the putting auto
mobile .he piquant face of Miss Fan
Shave. With q green veil floating grace.
fully back from soft felt hat in which
a gray feather stuck forth most jaUntily.
she was perfect picture OF youthful
strength and spirits she was dressed
in gray tailov-made suit. Beside he-
sat sam Scarlet. apparently much worried
with the steering gear of the machine.
while in the back seat Mr. and Mrs. jim
Jumper waved their hands to him as their
bubble Numbered down the road TO the
entrance gate.
Cad what n pretty girl" said Ryder,
vaulting over the small railing between
/ himself and the Ions shed that held The
/ pride Of the FauqUier stables. Believe
! that she's the right sort, bowed if
don't"
1t was nearly time for the steepicchase.
/ The second race was about To- begin and
| the stout-bodied marine from the bar
/ racks walked authoritatively into the pad
/ dock and blew his call upon the bugie.
! Jockeys in silk clothes and paper-thin
| boots scrambled upon the racks OF their
/ lanky thoroushbreds. and formed I'm line
/ for their parade before the grandstanG
/ While Ryder stood watching the pro-
/ cession as it moved down upon the race
/ course. he felt pUil at his sleeve. look
/ ing down he saw dirty-faced ragamuf-
! fin at his side.
! Say, said the boy. "are you goin' ter
/ ride karlstein IN DC ateeplechase:f
! The Englishman nodded.
I Say. Go ye think dat Iron Hearts gOin'
/ to lick ye?"
well, hes good horse. all right. -
/ Ryder assented. thinking of the grand
/ withers and splendid conformation Of the
/ DevereaUX entry
/ The dirty-faced urchin put one hand BE-
/ side his mouth. Say. wot'll you give me
/ if 1 dope him?"
! Ryder looked in astonishment at the imp
/ of darkness. What, dope him." he
/ asked. how in the world could you dope
! that horse?"
/ The uTChin Chuckled. Holding out his
/ clenched hand, he Enclosed it, and ex-
1 hibited a tiny hypodermic syringe in the
palm of his gTimy fist. He wlnked know
+ ingly Mt the gentleman rider. Say, IL ger
/ tip me fifty, III sneak under de barn, and
/ fix old Iron Heart for keeps
! The blood mounted to the Englishman' S
/ face. You ruffian YOU" he Numbered,
/ lifting his hand as &c to strike the ras-
caIly stable boy But in The twinkl.ng Of
/ an eye the small bundle of tattered raSs
/ disappeared. With d skip, q hop. and a
/ bound. he was over the fence ami Ui.;
/ of sight behind some of the stables sup
pose one of these hell hounds should fix
1 Old Karlstein," he thought. ''Whdt Il mess
| I'd be in then"
! In an instant he had Quickened his pace
/ toward his own stable, and nOdding tc the
stable boy TO open the door, was sool
standing IN front Of his mount. The horse
/ seemed to know him and walked forward
as if to rub his nose against his out
! stretched hand. Ryder cast q hasty
! glance Ger his limbs as If looking for a
pin prick mark of a hypodermic syringe.
! BY jOve" he muttered even if it was
/ done it would be too small for any one
to notice"
and with sad reflections Of tie clear
! ness Of racing he began to diyest himself