Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1909-06-25

in them. There once myself, 1 suppose
nice unlucky beggar's advent to put in
the papers. Marriages. = Suppose shall
see hers before many weeks are ovr.
Deaths !'-I feel that's more In my line
just now. hope there's a good lot of
'em. How l should like to add one or
two to the column-more particularly one.
Halloa! what's this? AT Mannersley,
after a very few days illness, in the sew
enty-second year Of his age, Samuel Pear
man, ESQ., Wish it had been his son !"
muttered Grenville; and then he sat down
to think whether this could by any possi-
bility influence his prospects in any way.
1t Is hard to believe that there Is no
such thing as destinq 1t is almost ludic-
rous at times to think what trivial in
cident has turned the whole current of
our lives. There is a large and we'll
known speculator on the turf at this time
"a man, doubtless, worth many ingots
and much stock and security-whose
money-making career dates from the pre-
sentation of case Of razors according to
popular report. Who can say? Many
such an instance might be quoted. Gren-
vile Roses life turned on reading the
supplement of the Times, 1t may be said
by accident, that particular morning.
l fancy no human being ever saw that
generally light-hearted barrister thinking
so hard as he was upon this occasion. He
has won many good cause since, but
often laughs and says, "that was the big
gest he was ever engaged in; and no So
licitor to draw up the brief, mind"
"Ah" he said at last, II can almost
swear l saw It. I recollect laughing over
1t at the time, and thinking what quaint,
queer old deed it was. Suppose I'm
right wonder how It would affect
things? I must 60 over and talk to DALI
son a bit"
And while Grenville Rose crosses the
Temple Gardens, let me say few words
about George Dallison. He comes athwart
the loves of Grenville and Maude but for
few days. Yet he is destined to be the
master of the situation Of that eventful
period. George Dallison is a barrister
some two or three years senior to Rose.
He has a fair income Of his own, and has
betaken himself to the elucidation of the
mysteries of the turf. Rather below the
middle height, with large liquid hazel
eyes, slight almost effeminate figure,
feet and hands that would be no disgrace
to a woman, and a soft voice, nothing
could be more deceptive in appearance
than Silky Dallson. His low, languid
tones and caressing manner had earned
him that sobriquet at college. 1t had
stuck to him ever since. Destitute
Of whisker, slight soft brown
moustache just shading his upper lip 4;
1.-THE, supple, almost girlish in ap-
pearance-such was George Dallison.
Few men Of his age rode straighter and
steadier over a country than he while
Tattersalrs had arrived at the conclusion
that, though he might look young nobody
threw his money away much less than
Silky Dallison. When, in his languid
manner, he was willing to take thousand
to thirty about any horses chance, it had
chance-a good deal more than, as q
rule, can be predicated of the animals
about which such very long odds are to be
obtained.
Come In" was the response to Roses
sharp knock, and Dallison was discovered
placidly consuming a French novel In the
easiest of armchairs No greater syba-
rite perhaps ever existed; yet on New
market Heath, he would wait 'the day
through wind and sleet, to back the good
thing" he had journeyed from London
expressly for, and return to town with
out murmur, IL such had turned out the
delusive phantom too usual on such occa-
sions.
"Oh, Grenville, charmed to see you
Take chair and talk. It's not a bad
novel;" he observed as he threw the yell
| low colored volume on the table; "but
I've had more than enough of it, and my
self for the present. News! Ah, Gren,
If you have any, unfold thy short, and,
trust, moving tale"
Thanks! / want to talk to you a bit
on business-reason I'm here" said Rose.
Shouldn't come to you on point Of
law, Silky but this happens to be a bit
Of racing"
"You racingl What do you mean?"
Have you seen old Pearman's death
in the paper?"
"Yes," rejoined Dallison. you're
thinking of Coriander-makes no differ
ence, you knoY-horse entered In the sons
name"
Suppose, Silky, could show you that
that horse couldn't start without my con-
sent, or something like it?"
"Come, old fellow, no CANNON. I'm
on him for the Derby, and am only wait
ing to hedge my money till he's won the
Two Thousand"
Look here, Dallson 1 know nothing
about the turf, and have come to you to
manage great game between young Pear
man and myself. Will you do SO? OF
course you can take care of yourself In
the transaction. can tell you nothing
for certain as yet. Will you manage the
turf part of the business while work
the legal machinery? AS my idea of the
case stands at present, l tell you fairly,
I think Coriander's starting for the
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