Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-10-31

might unlnK OF neT.
Captain Forrest is my trainer"
she told the men. bidding them to be
secret ;.
For any other explanation they
cared not at all. To run a horse in a
great race seemed to them the high
est of human achievements, and great
was their wonder that this fragile gill
should dare it. "She be rare good
'un and slayer. Derned If don't
put my last button on Whirlwind."
This was the extent of the scandal
that she caused.
Anna motored over to 1.-THE Nest"
some three weeks after Alban had
been received at Hampstead, and
found Willy Forrest anxlously wait
ing for her at the gate. She had
brought with her one of those oblig-
ing dependents who act SO cheerfully
as unnecessary chaperones, and this
person" she left in the smart car
while she entered the cottage an.
told the owner that he was forgiven.
Their quarrel had been vehement and
tempestuous while it lasted-and the
CAPTAIN Remembered that she had
struck him with her whip.
81 knew word como Anna" he
said good humoredly, while he opened
the gate for her. "Of course. don't
bear you any grudge. Good Lord, how
you went it last time. might have
been hair-trunk that had let YOU
down a gate. Eth, what-do you re-
member it? And the old chin-pot
which cost me twenty guineas. Why,
you smashed it all to bits with your
whip-eh, what? I've laughted till
cried every time tried to stick 1t
together again Come right in AMI
let's shake hands You've got an
oddish looking lot in the car-bought
her in at the sale, l suppose Ell,
what Well, I'm glad to see you
really"
She looked a little downcast, he
thought, but prettier than he had ever
seen her before. It was quite early
In the morning and his table had been
set out for breakfast, with dainty old.
fashioned china and silver kettle
singing over lamp. Anna took her
favoriate armchair, and drawing 1t
close to the table permitted him
to give her cup of tea.
"You wanted to make cheat Of
me-" she said calmly enough. ooh,
yes, l have heard all about it. There's
nothing whatever the matter with
Whirlwind. He must win the cup.
John Farrier says so. You are the
person who does not wish him to
win"
Adventures never blush when they
are found out. and Willy Forrest
was no. exception to the rule.
ooh, there you are" he cried bois-
terously, Just the same old kettle.
drum and the same old sticks. Do
you think l don't know as much
about horses as Farrier? Good Lord,
he makes me sick-Id sooner hear
Salvation Army Band playing
!, Jumping Jerusalem on the trombone
than old John Farrier talking hon.
est Are we running the nags to
pay the brokers out or to make a
bit on our sweet little own-eh, what:
Are We white chokered philanthro
pists or wee baby mites on the nobblJ
nuggets? Don't you listen to him
Anna. You'll Fave to selll your boots
II you follow old John" 81 *
She stirred her teat and slipped Il
4 slowly.
"You said Whirwind was goine
lame on the near fore-leg and it isn't
true" she exclaimed upon a pause
What was your object in telling m:
that?"
81 said it before the grooms ant
you didn't give me q chance OF blow
ing the smoke away afterwards: Yor
say you are racing to make money
and what's the good Of hymns ane
milk This horse will start at clever
to four unless you're areful-where'i
NY gold-lined shower bath then
Don't you see that you must put tn
market back-frighten the hacker:
off and then step in? That's wha
l was trying to teach you all thu
| time Give out on the loud trumpe
| that the horse has gone dickeyy ant
, leave 'em uncertain for weel
whether he's running or sticking
Your moneys on through thirt
party In the tween times and you
cheeks are as red as roses when thu
| flag goes down"
"And if the horse should not viii
} after you have cheated the people.
: you'll be some five thousand on
( of pocket-that's all. Now, ANN
don't let us have any mumble-pie be
l tween u.s. I'm not the dark man .
: the story-books who lures the beauti
: full heroine on to play and you're no
| the wonderful Princess who break
: her old pa and marrtes because he
: stony. You can't get overmuch GU
, of the old man and you're going t
l make the rest at Tattersalls. II yo'
: listen to me you'll make -it--but j
4 you don't, if you play the giddy goa
3 with old John Farrier in the pulpit
|. well, then, the sooner you writ
Y cheques the better. That's the plail
). truth and you may take 1t or leav
f it. There are not three honest me
y racing and Willy Forrest don't joi
J the trinity. Well do as all tn
I crowd does and leave EN- to talk
care of themselves. You make
r book that they know how to don't.
: Oh, my stars, don't they eh, what
t Anna did not reply Immediately t
5 this odd harangue. She knew a goo
d deal about horses, but nothing wha
g ever about the knavery of betting
t the shoddy tricks of 1t and the de.
d picable spirit In which this gres
s game is often played. Something {
Il her fathers cunning, inherited an