Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-12-05
CHAPTER Xt.-Crntinued.

CF1AE & Nt-SeFiliuNSds
1--WE are ready" called Jean gayly.
What in the world" Helen
paused at sight of the swathed figure.
"Are you cold, Mr.. SpeGd?"
Climb Gu your horses and get
start" panied the burly trainer; hes
goin' to r&ce you ten miles"
I'm going to do nothing of the
eort I'm going to"
But Glass jerked him violently, cry
ting:
And no talkin' to gals, neither.
You're tratnir' Nov, get novel"
Speed halted strbbornly.
Hit her UP, Waliy! G'wan, now
faster! No loafng, 30, or I'll wallop
you!" Nor did he cease until they
both paused from exhaustion. Even
then he would not allow his charge to
do more than regain his breath he
fore urging him onward.
See here" Wally stor1ned at last,
"what's the use? l can't"
whats the use? That's the use!"
Glass pointed to the north, where
lone horsemau was watching them
from a knoll. ''D'you know who that
ss?"
The rider Was small and stoop-
shouldered.
"Willie!"
That's who"
Hes following us!"
With knees trembling beneath him
Speed logged feebly on down the road.
Glass putting at his heels.
When, after covering five miles,
they finally returned to the Flying
Heart, it was with difficulty that they
could drag one foot after another.
Wally Speed was drerched with per-
SEPARATION, and Glass resembled moth
ing so much as a stealning pudding:
rivulets of sweat ran duwn his neck,
his face was purple. his lips swollen.
"Yyoull have-to run alone--this
afternoon painted the tormentor.
This afternoon? Haven't / run
enough for-one day?" the victim
pleaded. Glass, old man, I'm all
In. tell you; I'm ready to die"
Got tory off some more-leaf-
Aard." declared the trainer with vul-
sgarity. He numbered into the cook
house, radiating heat waves, putting
like a traction-engine, while his com
panion staggered to the gymnasium,
and sank into a chair. A moment
Mater he appeared with two bottles of
beer, one glued to his lips. Both were
evidently ice cold, judging from the
fog that covered them.
Speed rose with a cry
Gee. That looks good!"
But the other, thrusting him aside
without removing the neck of the
bottle from his lips, gurgled:
No, booze. Wally! You're trainini"
But I'm thirsty!" shouted the ath-
tete, laying hands upon the full bottle,
and trying TO wrench it free.
Have q little sense. If you're
thirsty hit the sink" Glass still main
tanned his hold, mumbling indistinct-
iy: Waters the worst thing in the
world, Wait! I'll get you some"
He stepped into the bunk-room, to
return an instant later with cup half
fun Rinse out your mouth, and
don't swallow it ALL"
All mere isn't that much. Ughi
IT'S mNewarm. | want a bucket of
"Reminiscences!
Nothing doing! l won't stand to
have your epictetus chilled"
My what!"
sNever mind now. On with them
clothes, and get under that shower |
guess TN feel pretty good today
Speed obeyed instructions sullcnly.
while his trainer. reclining In the
cosy-corner, uneorSed the second
bottle. From behind the blanket cur.
sa.ns where the barrel stood. the for
rler demanded:
VIVA. did you mean by saying I'd
have to run asat2 this afternoon?''
sStarta," said Glass. shortly.
~StartE."
Fart work. We been loaing so
ea-. you GOT TO set some ginger
-rS.s. What's the use.''