The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-09-07


dust. Mrs. harrington looked fondly
after IL. Then her eve fell on Dono-
van. walking toward her.
Donovan was a product of the Amer
lean track. splendidly loyal to his en-
ployer and devoted to her interests.
On the death of harrington he had
taken full control of the stable for his
widow. BY his good judgment and
economy he accomplished the I'M
usual-made the stable a paying prop
osition. He judged men by horses. His
success was due as much to his love
for his charges as his knowledge. His
one great pride and hope was the wild
ow's three-year-oId Wildfre. entered
for the Ocean stakes the next day.
Educated in the college of experience.
his language at times almost needed
translation for a listener not versed in
slang or the jargon of the stable
Mrs. harrington feared for the be-
trayal of her secret. Nettled but anx-
ious. she dismissed BERTHE. Then to
the trainer:
why have you come here. anyway?
Haven't l warned you against 1t time
and slime again?"
Eyes, but this time I was he be-
gan.
Walking to and fro in her nervous
ness she interrupted Donovan with the
question:
do you realize what would happen
If it became known that l am the own
er of the John Duffy stable?"
Donovan replied with emphasis: It'll
never come out through me, and me
and you are the only ones that know.
Why, you've even kept 1t from your
own sister,"
do you think that DR.. Woodhursf
would agree to the match If he knew l
owned a racing stable? He'd break 1t
of in a minute"
II guess that's right. Say, that fussy
old guy just begins to steam up and
boil over every time anybody mentions
the race track. / suppose he thinks his
son feels the same way about it."
what do you mean? Do you know
anything against bis son?'
Know anything against him!" he be-
gan. Then it dawned upon him that
he might be betraying a friend. If
he told what he knew Ralph might be
thrown into deep water. he would see
the boy himself and warn him. So he
added mildly, "Sure l don't"
Have you ever seen him at the
track? ?" she asked.
"Mmmml Yes, once or twfce-but
there's no harm in that"
This was a revelation for the widow
1t was no. in the least soothing to the
nerves. Furtively she dabbed her nose
with her handkerchief. Who could ex
pect a oma to be her real, composed
self just after a proposal OF marriage
from a man whom she had known only
two weeks and whose little sister was
to be married in the morning to Q
model young man who was a patron o.
the track surreptitiously?
HE must stop it. His father
wouldn't like it. And he is engaged tc
my sister. Can you see what an add
tional reason for secrecy that is-hel
happiness at stake? oh, why did my
husband leave the horses to mel"
"Say, last time l saw you / tipped
you off to the real John Duffy, didn't
II"
In a worried voice she answered:
"You told me there is such a man az
John Duffy" The widow shuddered
HE is doing everything in his power
to make life miserable for me-"
"For you-that fouriushing book
maker?v
"~Yes-John Duffy. He has rented 9
cottage over on Jackson avenue, anC
now he makes it a point to go by here
several times a day. Every time ne
sees me he leers at me in the most in
sulting manner oh, l despise him, !
loathe him! Donovan, he's a brute!
She stamped her foot.