Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-03-18

"Bet This for Me, and Don't Let On
! Where lt Comes From"
With q knowledge confined mainly to
livestock, the foreman inquired:
Flows your laigs? like to see
'em hairy, that-a-way; it's sign Of
stren'th. I bet this college boy is as
pink as maiden's palm! He don't
look to me like he could rum"
"They fool you sometimes" said
Skinner. 'By-the-way, what have you
bet?"
I'VE laid the photograph agin their
treasures an trapping"
"But how much money!"
1--WE got three hundred pesos down.
but they sent word they was comm
! loaded for bar, SO we rustled five hun
dred more"
SINNERS eyes cleaned. IT wish
had couple of hundred to bet on
myself"
Broke, eh?'
I'm as clean as q hounds tooth. !"
I'm sorry y'all tossed of your
wages, but'-Gallagher started sus-
piciously-"say! reckon that
won't affect your runnin' none. will
it,"
Skinner admitted that he could run
best when he had something to run
for. you might advance me .
months wages" he reflected.
"IN do 1t. Hello! Say. amt that
one Of them FLYNN, Heart city visit
tors?" From the direction sof the
ranch buildings Berkeley Fresno was
approaching. .c,- ~
"Good-afternoon!! You are Mr.. Gal
lagher, believed I rode over with
our crowd just now" Fresno looked
back. Let's step around to the other
side Of the corral; want to talk to
you" He led the way: then inquired,
els this your runner?"
That's him. His names Skinner.
and that's a promisin' title to bet on. :"
Gallagher slipped a roll Of bank-notes
from his pocket. "Unhook! I'll get
you"
mo, no! I think myself Mr.. Skin
ner will win. That's why I'm here"
"Strip your hand. son. don't
savvy."
And Fresno explained.
"You see, I'm a guest over there;
but there's no sentiment with me in
money matters" He produced . wal
let, and took from it i've one-hundred-
dollar bills. BET this for me, and
don't let on where. 1t came from. I'll
see you after the race. Mind you, not
. word!"
"I'm dumb as the Egyptian spinks."
This race means a lot to me, Mr..
Skinner" The guest Of the Flying
Heart Ranch turned to its enemy.
There's a girl in 1t. Understand? ?"
The cook showed the CLEAN Of his
teeth. III you win. I'll send you some
wedding.cake and-a box of cigars"
Thanks" said the other; 'but Eve
got bum tooth, and don't smoke"
As Fresno left, there approached.
in surging group, the opposing side.
"Good-evenin'. Gabby!" Slower
called. loudly, as he came within
speaking distance. Here we come
en- massey, and with ladies. to further
embarrass and degrade you in the
hour of your defeatl"
I'VE amt defeated yit! How do.
Mr.. Chaplin"
did you get our message?
Eyes. But we amt seen the color
OF y'all's money"
"Mr. Speed borrowed five hundred
dollars from me. and said he might
want more" Chaplin volunteered.
''Is that ALL"
|. "Ail!" 1eered stu Bill. why, this
NANCY layout amt never saw that
muGh money" upon which Gallagher
carelessly displayed corpulent roll
Of bills, remarking:
Count thousand. Bill. It all goes
on Skinner"
II amt heard Of no train-robbery,"
muttered the lanky foreman of the
Flying Heart, NOR I don't aim to
handle no tainted money" And Sto-
yer and Gallagher faced each other
hard before turning.
Jean saw it, and whispered to Cha
pin: "Oh. Jack, dear, I'm 90 terribly
frightened!" But Helen Blake. who
overheard, left her companions and
went straight to Gallagher.
II should like" she said. ito wager
. few dollars on Mr.. Speed and the
honor Of the Flying Heart"
Both Skinner and his foreman
stared at her nonplussed.
"You don't look like q bettin' lady"
the latter managed to remark. 3ocu-
larry.
"I'm not, l never made wager be-
fore in all my life: but you see, Mr..
Gallagher. / believe in our man."
Gallagher lowered his eyes. How
much do you aim to rick, miss! ~
II don't know what the rules arc.