The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-09-05

dust. Mrs. harrington looked fondiy
after it. Then her eye fell Oh 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 LIS good judgment and
economy he accomplished the un-
usual-maGe the stable paying prop
osition. He judged men by horses. Hll
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-old Wildfire, entered
for the Ocean stakes the next day.
Educated In the college OF experience
his language at times almost needed
translation for 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 tc
the trainer:
why have You come here. anyway
Haven't l warned you against it time
and time again?"
'Yes, but this time l was''- he BE-
gan.
Walking to and fro in her nervous
ness she interrupted Donovan with the
question:
"Do you realize what would happen
IL 1t became known that am the own.
er OF the John Duffy stableT
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.. Woodhurss
would agree to the match II he knew I
owned racing stable2 He'd break II
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 biz
son feels the same way about II"
What do you mean? Do you know
anything against his son?'
Know anything against himr' he b.
gan. Then 1t dawned upon him that
he might be betraying friend. II
he told what he knew Ralph might be
thrown into deep water. He would SCI
the boy himself and warn him. So ha
added mildly, Sure I don't"
Have you ever seen him At tn
trackT" she asked
"Mmmmi Yes, once or twice-but
there's no harm in that"
This was a revelation for the widow
It was not in the least soothing to the
nerves. Furtively she dabbed her nost
with her handkerchief. Who could ex
pect a woman to be her real, composst
self Just after q proposal Of marriage
from a man whom she had known only
two weeks and whose little sister wa
to be married in the morning to I
model young man who was . patron o
the track surreptitously?
He must stop 1t. His faths
wouldn't like It. And he is engaged u
my sister. Can you see what an add
tional reason for secrecy that is-hs
happiness at stakei oh, why did m.
| husband leave the horses to meT'
"say, last time saw you 1 tipped
you of to the real John Duffy, didn't
II"
In worried voice she answered:
"You told me there Is such a man u
John Duffy" The widow shuddered
HE is doing everything In his power
to make life miserable for me-"
"For you-that fourfiushing book
maker?"
"Yes-John Duffy. He has rented q
cottage over on Jackson avenue, and
now he makes it point to 60 by here
several times a day. Every time he
sees me he leers at me in the most In
sulting manner. Oh, despise him,
loathe him! Donovan, he's brute!'
She stamped her foot.