Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1912-02-23
CHAPTER XIII.

One Sunday, late in the afternoon,
found Daylight across the bay in the
Piedmont hills of Oakland AS usual.
he was in a big motor car, though not
his own, the guest of saltwater Bill.
Luck's own darling, who had come
down to spend the cleanup of the sew
enth fortune wrung from the frozen
Arctic gravel. 1t was a merry party.
and they had made a merry day OF 1t.
clrcling the bay from San Francisco
around by San Jose and up to OAK
land, having been thrice arrested for
speeding. the third time. however. on
the Haywards stretch. running away
with their captor. Fearing that a tele-
phone message to arrest them had
been flashed ahead. they had turned
into the back-road through the hills.
and now, rushing in upon Oakland by
a new route. were boisterously dis
cussing what disposition they should
make of the constable.
Wen come out at Blair Park In
ten minutes" one Of the men an
nounced. Look here, saltwater,
there's a cross-road right ahead. with
lots of gates. but it'll take us back
country into Berkeley. Then we can
come back into Oakland from the 9TH
err side. sneak across on the ferry,
and send the machine back around
tonight with the chauffeur"
But saltwater Bill failed to see
why he should not go into Oakland
, BY way of Blair Park. and SO decided
The next moment, flying around
bend, the back-road they were mol
going to take appeared Inside the
gate, leaning out from her saddle and
Just closing it, was a young woman or
a chestnut sorrel. With his first
glimpse, Daylight felt there was some
thing strangely familiar about her
The next moment. Strengthening up II
the saddle with a movement he coult
not fail to identify, she put the horse
into a gallop. riding away with mel
back toward them. 1t was Dede Ma
son-he remembered what Morrison
had told him about her keeping a rid
ing horse, and he was glad she nat
not seen him in this riotous company
Intervening trees at that momen
shut her from view. and Sw1ftwate
Bill plunged into the problem OF dis
posing of their constal lie, while Day
light, leaning back with closed eyes
was still seeing Dede Mason gallop OF
down the country road.
On Monday morning. coming In TO
dictation. he looked at her with ne'
interest. though he gave no sign @
It: and the st~ereotyped bushes
passed off in the stereotyped way Blu
the following Sunday found him on
horse himself, across the bay and rio
ing through the Piedmont hills. II
made a long day of it. but no glimps
did he catch of Dede Mason. thong
he ever took the back-road OF man
gates and rode on into Berkeley.
had been a fruitless day, so far as SD
was concerned: and yet not entirel
fruitless. for he had enjoyed the ope
air and the horse under him to sue
purpose that, on Monday. his instru
tions were u to the dealers to loo
for the best chestnut sorrel ths
money could buy. At odd times durin
the week he examined numbers
chestnut sorrels. tried several and wa
upsatisfed. It was not till Saturoa
that he came upon Bob. Dayllgi
knew him for what he wanted the IN
ment he laid eyes on him. A larf
horse for a riding animal. he was nor
too large for a big man like Dayiign
In splendid condition. Bob's coat
the sunlight vas a fame OF hre. q
arched neck a jewelled c~onfiasratio
Daylight examined the name al
found 1t finer than any horses ma
he had ever seen. Also. its color W
unusual In that 1t was almost aupur
While he ran his fingers through
Bob turned his head and piayiul
nuzzled Daylight's shoulder.
Saddle him up, and I'll try MN
he told the dealer. Il wonder II ~
used to spurs. Nc English sadd