Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-06-01

tvs 10th huSSarS, was in q ~Quandary.
The money market was tight, not Il
Jew nor 81 Gentle would advance an
other penny on his signature-they a
learned by experience that the captains
notes were worth no more than the
paper on which they were written.
Luck had been dead against hum. He
had laid a favorite at Greenwood on
the confident assurance. of someone in
the know. that the horse was not
meant to stay the course.
And he had o by a head" ex-
claimed the captain. furious at the
recollection, by a head!"
My dear boy. what can you expect?"
said his cousin. Jockeys are only hui
man after all. They win races they.
ought not to win and lose those they
should have left unlost."
This reflection did not comfort CASH
ell. To use his own words, he was alb
~solutely broke. There was not the ghost
OF a good thing on his racing horizon,
n his duns would wait no longer.
In despair he went to Lady Betty
Fordyce, the cousin aforesaid, a young
and adorable widow.
Tn done for, Betty" he said dole
fully. Il think l shall go to Africa and
dig for diamonds"
There are none left there, Reggie,
they re all at the Hague. You'd better
wait until after D%oncaster. at any rate"
What is there to wait for?"
Lord Wingham and the onyx cup.
know. If you could find out which
horse was meant and hos riding, you
might pull through yet"
Its a bright idea, but I don see
how I'm going to work 1t. l hardly
Know the man. not we'll enough at all
events to ask him for a racing tip"
Don't trouble about that, I'll ask
him"
You. Betty?" Cashel paused. Poor
Wingham!" he said slowly. Your adj
mirers. my lear cousin. are as many
as their looks are various"
There's nothing the matter with
Lord Arthur, thank you"
Manners and morals unimpeachable,
h Don't trouble to expound his vir-
tues. know the type"
Il am ~prejudiced in favor of man.
ners. l confess. I'm sorry you don't
like Wingham."
Il don't like nyone you tlirt with.
! want all YOU gifts and graces to my
self"
BE serious, Reggie. Think Of Dom
caster n your debts"
There's little chance of forgetting
either. When will you work the oracle,
Betty?"
Nov, i n a few minutes. expect
| Wingham limos directly"
Lord Arthur Wingham suffered from
a burning desire to distinguish himself
in Lady Betty's eyes. a desire which
made him take strange and sudden
resolutions.
I'VE were just talking hbout you and
the races said Lady Betty az he en-
certain o were going to bring off
something good at Doncaster, he
wants to learn all about it,
MY cousin is disposed to plunge,
you know" interposed Cashel. II sug-
gested' she'd better find out which of
your two she was to back, before she
puts her money M
Lord Arthur colored with pleasure.
It's awfully good of you to care,
Lady Betty" he stammered. "And
shall be delighted to let you both into
my secret. Only" he drew himself up
with a delightful air of Importance,
sit is a secret. Not a word of it must
get about"
OF course not. You can trust me,
and Reggie never gives anything
away"
A remark more true than Lady Betty
meant.
I'm running Viking and Hotspur.'"
at the weights with Harris and Rogers
up. Viking won by a head. but it was
q very near thing"
Viking is a sluggard. He wants
riding every yard" said Cashel. "Har-
rts will have his work cut out"
Lord Wingham flushed a deeper red.
Harris isn't riding Viking for this
race" he said slowly.
why. ! thought you'd a retainer on
him."
ride"
who on earth are you going to put
Vikings owner nuttered n~eryouslv.
He clasped his chair tightly, and
glanced ~apealingly at Betty.
I'm going to ride myself" he said,
"and|I shall ride to win.
Betty's eyebrows formed an acute
angle. Cashel was heard to give q
strangled sort Of q cough.
n an agony Of self-consciousnesa
Wingham rose.
II know you think I'm an idiot "a
dream Of such q thing" he said. "But
listen to me, and then you'll understand
why I'm going to do It. You zee. ev-
oryone regards me az a duffer. They're
always chipping me at the mess, asking
can't handle EN-. 1 don't mind for my.
self. I know I'm not clever. But !
don't like you to think that Of me.
want You to De proud. to feel thai
I'm not quite unworthy Of your-youl
friendship. That's why I'm going to
win. You"n be there. Lady Betty
o course said Betty, pink in hel
cheeks, s'and I'll wear your colors.s
4 wont diagrace them, really. You
don't think I've much chance, Cashier
He turned to Reginald.
FRANKLY. I don't. It's very plucky
of You. and . pretty compliment to pay
my cousin. But"
The captain shrugged HIS shoulder,
and smiled In q most superior style.
Lord Arthur WINGED, ana Betty some.
II how. HAlf anmrvod RnOw{o~nnAN -.