Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1913-04-17

1nterest. Speed, quick 10 ldho o00'
plunged on.
II would have made the varsity
basketball team myself If l hadn
been 80 tiny" said Helen. i nave
always wanted to be tall, ike ho'
berta."
"1 shouldn't care for that said the
young man.
"You know she was a wonderful
player?"
80 I've heard"
do you know" unused Helen, II
have never forgotten what you told
me that first day we met. About your
friendship for Mr.. Covington. l think
1t Is very unselhsh OF you"
"Oh. l wouldn't say that" ventured
the young man, vainly racking MS
brain. Nobody could help liking Gull
YER"
YES; but how many men would
step aside and let their best friend win
prize after prize and never undertake
to compete against him."
Speed blushed family, as any mod
est man might have done
did I tell you that" he inquired,
Indeed you did"
"Then please don't speak Of it to a
mortal soul. ! must have said great
deal that first day, but"
"But have spoken Of it, and | sad
! thought 1t was fine Of you"
"You have spoken of it?"
Eyes; I told Jean"
The Yale man undertook to change
the conversation abruptly, but Miss
Blake was determined young lady.
She continued:
"Of course. It was very magnanim.
Gus of you to always step aside in
favor of your best friend; but it isn't
fair to yourself--it really isn't And
SO have arranged little plan where
by you can do something to prove
your prowess, and still not interfere
with Mr.. Covington in the least"
Speed cleared his throat nervously.
Tell me-" he said what 1t is"
And Miss Blake told him the story
Of the shocking treachery of I1umpy
Joe, together with the miserable un'
doing Of the Flying Heart. why
those poor fellows are broken-heart
cd she concluded. "Their despair
over losing that talking-machlne
would be if it were not so tragic
told them you would win it back for
them. And you will won't you
Please" She turned her blue eyes
upon him appealingly and the young
man was lost.
"Ill take ten chances" he said
Where does the rattle come OFF,
"Oh, it isn't a rattle. it's a foot-race
You must run with that Centipedt
cook"
~. Run q race" exclaimed the
young college man, aghast
yes, I've promised that you would
You see, this isn't like a college event
and Culver isn't here yet"
'But he'll be here in day or so.
Speed felt as if very large man were
choking him; he decided his coila>
was too tight
"Oh I've talked it all over will
Jean. She doesn't want Culver t
run anyhow.
"Why not?" inquired he, suspicious
~.
81 don't know. I'm sure"
''If Miss Chaplin doesn't want Culve
to run, you surely wouldn't want m,
to-"
mot at all If Mr.. Covington knew
the facts of the case, he would b.
only too happy to do it. And, yol
see, you know the facts"
Speed was about TO shape a gracious
but Arm refusal of the proffered homo
when Still Bill Slower appeared at tn
steps, DOTTED his faded Stetson. an,
bowed Imply.
"Mornin'. Miss Blake" To the rea
Speed saw three other men-an In
dian, tail, swart, and saturnine, VIII
walked with limp; picturesQu
Mexican with a spangled hat and si1
yer spurs. evidently the captor o
Lawrence Glass on the evening prev
Gus; and an understood little ma
with thick-rimmed spectacles and
heavy-hanging holster from whic
PCcpCd u al MtlC SlullllI
pleasantly, and seemed q bit abashet
Good morning, Mr. Slower" sal
Helen, pleasantly. This Is Mr.. Speed
Of whom ] smoke to YOU Yesterday.
Slower bowed again and humble,
something about the honor Of thi
meeting, and Miss Blake cast he
eyes over the other members of tn
group, saying, graciously: I'm afrai
cant introduce your friends;
haven't met them"
The loquacious foreman cam
promptly to the rescue, rejoicing in a
opportunity OF displaying his orator
cal gifts.
Then I'll make you acquainte
with the best brandin outfit in thes
parts He waved long. bony arr
at the Mexican, who flashed his whit
teeth. This Greaser is Aurelio Mari
,, Carara Need | say he's Mex, and
premier roper" Carara bowed. an
swept tho ground with his high-peake
= head-piece, "The Maduro gent yonde
is Mr. Cloudy. His mother being
Navajo sQuaw. named him accordin'
the rights and customs of her trib'
selecting the title of Cloudy-but-th'
Sun-Shines, which same has proved
, misnomer, him bein' a pessimist fc
7 fair"
i Miss Blake and her companion smi
ed and nodded at which Slower, el
cnuyapeI heyopd ,,,o,,rra ola borat q,