The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-11-25

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 Anything po- -re11 me2'' he asked in a low tone.
 'sOnly that you can give me the bill if you 1ilze,'' the other responded with a nonchalant air.
 Kelly appeared pleased
 ssYouave done your best to earn it, he said, .sbut the job isn't finished. you know
 Ut will be very soon,'' put in the captain quickly. q told you what l meant to do-the men are here.'
 Then hurry up, my lad" the book maker told him. They will be mount ed in minute. Times short and re member, if The Whip loses the bill and the money -yetrs.s sbut1f The Whip wins it goes to Lady Di- You know whataseat stake on thesrace.''
 The loud call of thet clerk of the course for the entran nts to take their places sounded throughout the paddock,
 Harry Anson and Tom Lambert ap- peared leading The Whip.
 We've just sadd5ed, my lady, Lam bert said to Lord Beverley's grand daughter. There goes-th bell! Any thing to tell Harry?''
 Lady Diana caressed The Whip while she answered: .ss !. s'OnIy this. Everything that v1eked- ness could do has been done to stop our horse, but she is safe. Now, for the honor of the colors. Go and ride your best -''
 With his hand on the jockeys shoul3 der the young earl added to the spur ring speech of Lady Diana: ?. ''For you're carrying hearts and --1T England will cheer you when you win, Harry, and I shall be the first to shake you by the hand In a few minutes it will all be over''
 Yes. my lord, all over and''- began Harry.
 But Sartoris had pointed to the jockey the captain and were now at Harry's side.
 fTs your name Harry AnsonT'' de- manded the first of these.
 Yes" said the jockey, one foot in the stirrup-
 The man held. out to him a revolver sz-s::IIs. thai your revolver? Your names scratched on it,, he said.
 My revolver? Yes" said Anson. wonderingly.
 Found in the rooms of Captain sar-, toris''- N @'I''- Harry paused, while the de tective said briskIy:
 ''I'ml sorry, but must arrest you on charge of having threatened the fife of Captain Sartoris at his chambers in the Albany on Saturday night. What ever you say may be used against you later on.''
 And I'll answer the charge re- IT. A. know the truth. after the raee''
 ftNo, you must come now,'' said the detective. x nized Harry.
 "At once.''- he was told.
 Lord Brancaster moved closely up to the two detectives.
 q am Lord Braneaster,'' he said. q will go bail for anything you like-onIy let the lad ride. Hang it, officers, you are EngHshmen! You are sportsmen. Give us fair play! I'll stake my honor the lads innocent I'll stake my honor he shall answer to the charge You don't know what this race means to all of us. Let him ride"
 "pm very sorry, my lord" the de- tective answered. Give you my word, my lord, I'd like to, but I can't. We must do our duty.''
 Andsover the protests of Brancaster, Lord Beverley and Lord Clanmore, one of the stewards of the jockey club, the detectives put heavy hands upon the shoulders of Anson.
 CIanmore, who had an official posi- tion at the track i'll addition to being steward. tried to step into the breech.
 But. hang it. Beverley" he said, five won't stand by and see it done. Pm here-DeDham.s here-we're stew ards, and if there is another lad about who can ride the weight give him the colors. We will waive the weighing out He shall mount at once.''
 The parties to the controversy were now surrounded by an eager, excited crowd, many of whose members had bet heavily on The Whip and were in terested for that and other reasons of pure sportsmanshfp to see the pride of the BeveEley ables start.