Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1913-11-26
cEaIn1ed 10 me Jockey.

canned TO the jockey.
with you, my lady" he answered
''and she's all right with me. But a
stranger would have a better time, try
ing to tackle tiger"
The nervous. prancing horse was put
/ in the stables and Tom Lambert, her
/ trainer. turned to his young mis- tress.
The marquis won't let me try her
out. my lady" he said. but L believe
I The Whips about the finest. lilly as
| ever looked through bride. But the
/ very noblest ship is no good without
! the man at the Wheel
Surely Harry's good enough" said
I Lady Diana.
when he's himself. my lady. but
just now ut times he's hangloC.
mournful sort of beCcar. with no spir
its and no nerve Whatever he's got
on his mind l don't want it on The
Whips back. Light heart makes light
weight. but a bally boy with the blues
thinks he's riding hearse horse. But
/ wouldn't speak TO your grandfather
if l were you just now. my lady. he's
SO irritable about the stable secrets
leaking out. and he sees tout in every
passerby. We mustn't worry him
more. I'll find out what's the matter
with Harry"
The Marquis of Beverley, with the
Hon. Mrs. Beamish. the middle aged
distant cousin OF Lady Diana. and her
companion, rode into the yard, and the
marquis. who had seen the artist and
his companion in the mOtorcar, was
quite sure that the artist was Il tout.
Lady Diana told him OF her encoun-
ter with the artist and that he had
been sketching in the yard.
We'll. ! won't have it, he exclaim-
ed. Give orders. Tom. For all we
know the fellows Il tout-confoundcd
tout of the worst possible description"
Eyes. my lord. quite right" answered
the trainer. There's no use in having
a dark horse if all the world knows it.
But. my lord, we don't know that we
shall have Il winner for sure until we
try the horse. my lord. | do wish
PLENTY of time for that. Tom" re-
turned the marquis, who now. with
Mrs. Beamish. was out of the dog cart |
and about the yard. we don't want !
TO leave the Two Thousand Guinea race !
on the trial ground. Butrwe'll have no !
touts and trespassers on my grounds" .
well. grandfather. you needn't trou-
BILE about this trespasser." said Lady !
Diana. Il know he's an artist He /
showed me his sketchbook. And we !
talked about art and scenery and the
hounds"
But not about the horses. my lady?'
put in Lambert.
I'VE never mentioned the horses"
said Lady Diana.
Mrs. Beamish. who was dry voiced
atirist exclaimed with a purposcly
rasping infection:
what dull conversation"
"I race for myself and not for the
crowd" said Beverley, land don't for
get our old saying. A Yorkshireman's
house is his friends. but n Yorkshire
mans horse is his own l don't bet !
myself. and I'll never let our horses be
urned into public betting machines If
[ can help it. So no more talk with
strangers. Di."
Lady Diana and Beverley passed into
he kennels and Mrs. Beamish and
Tom Lambert were left alone. Tho
middle aged pair had a strong mutual
attachment. and Mrs. Beamish GER
ainly intended some day to marry
who had been the sweet
leart of her youth. but she was deter
mined to die rather than admit it. 4
And now the portly trainer turned
o her with the lovesick eyes through
which he had regarded her these many / L
ears. And just now Mrs. Beamish z
Tas Jealous. She had seen Tom in
with Myrtle Arson. Har-
VS. sister. Their talk had been per
ectly innocent and, Tom had merely
RED TO find out from her what was
laking Harry fall off in his riding
tut Mrs. Beamish. who wouldn't adj
lit that she had any affection for
ambert. wouldn't admit either that
here was any good IN his character n
he seemed prone to think that her old =
'yer was now at the age when middle e
ged men leer at young girls. r
In the midst ST their conversation s.
bout The Whip she turned upon Lam y;
ert to shake her finger with: e
Il saw you talking with Myrtle An q
N n
Mrs. Beamish-hoDorable madam n
,u're 5ealousr' exclaimed Lambert. III
yous that IT was 80 and yet fearing p
.r dry temper. u
'-Of you? /; Never" returned the a
inc OF his youth. Fl
Not now perhaps he returned.
But in the old days 81
mt you remember bow wild you waz "a
lth ne-aborit little Snsie Dobts- u
hen you and Inc WIS keeping com. d
ny "a
We never kept company returned e
E Hon ArE- Bezmizh. furious.
Vel. IL We didn't then we ought II
hsve kept Company" answered the X
erzi Tom. with NE walking out "
n ycu and kissing you. II