The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1909-04-22

, exactly what I expected from your tele-
gram. Now I'll tell you what I've done.
In the first place. | laid, between us, or
| rather Plyart did for us, 1890 to FL 200
against Coriander; that was before be
was driven back in the betting of course
that left us to win Ell 200 if he was beat
or didn't start. After getting your tele-
gram | went down TO Tattersalrs, and.
with Plyart's assistance, got that whole
HOO on the horse at long odds. We
now stand to win. between us f10,11O if
Coriander wins the Two Thousand, and
just quits il he loses. Not a bad book.
Grenville:"
by Jove no; and he's a good chance,
hasn't he?"
Eyes, on previous running, wonderful.
We know Pearman has backed him to win
him a lot of money. It's not likely he
would have paid you 10000 to-day I'M
less he was very confident about his
chance To wind up with. his own CON-
missioner backed him to-day for good
bit of money, although he had to take
shortish odds. owing >eo> our having ap-
propriated all the long prices against the
colt"
Grenville's eyes sparkled, though he
said nothing, but smoked on in silence
for minute or two. Yes, il that should
come off. he might marry Maude at once
Dallison had regarded him intently.
Suddenly he broke silence:
Il saw your eye fash up, and then
you plunged into reverie. / had for
gotten the stake you told me you had on
this, when you first spoke to me about
it. Whether it's been any good to go so
far, of course l don't know; but you
stand as fair a chance as man can do
of winning 5000 next week, if that will
help you at all There's no certainly
about anything in this world-about how
long it's been a world, or about how long
we've been preying on each other in it.
Practically, mind, we are as much canni-
balls as ever, and eat each other up with
as much alacrity as the Feejee Islanders.
a good heavy city SPINDLE gulps us down
much as a whale takes behring's; but
there's plenty of pike about, who do their
cannibalism one at a time, and not by
the shoal Old Pearman was a pike of
renown; in fact, he might have aspired
to the dignity OF shark. il he hadn't
been of a retiring disposition, and ever
anxious to hide his light under bushel.
Young Pearman has a fair dash of the
pike about him. too. Which way he can
make most money out of Coriander dom
know; but ] should think, by winning
and if I'm right in my conjecture, bar
accidents, we shall win our money, Gren."
And if it is the other way?"
"Shan't lose it, thank goodness, But
I'm afrs IL if his book makes up a few
hundreds better on the lose, Coriander
will not run up TO his previous perform
ances. We've done pretty well; win or
lose, we stand big stake to nothing.
Goodnight"
Grenville unused far into the night. Yes,
he had been playing for high stakes late
Il. and winning game after game. Let
this only come off, and he should have
fairly won his sweet cousin. Then the
thought came into his head that he must
seq it, and then it flashed across him that
Maude must be with him. How he was
to manage it, he didn't know. As inspira-
tons flash across mankind. so do supersti-
tons. Coriander's winning the Two
thousand depended upon Maude and him
being there to see.
Ridiculous - you'll say. There is
pretty we'll as much romance and super
stition going about the world as hereto
fore; but our nineteenth century training
teaches us, above all things, not to lay
ourselves open to ridicule. We may in
wardly admit such things; we don't ac-
knowledge them.
Ito be continued.)