The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1913-07-02

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The cook showed the gleams OF his
teeth. IF you win, I'll send yot some
wedding-cake and--a box OF cigars"
Thanks" said the other; but I've
got bum tooth. and don't smoke"
AS Fresno left. there approached
In a surging group. the opposing side.
"Good-evenin', Gabbyl" Slower
called, loudly. as he came within
speaking distance. Here we come
en- massy, and with ladies'. to further
embarrass and degrade you in the
hour OF your defeatl"
I'VE amt defeated yiti How do,
Mr. Chaplin"
did you get our messenger"
yes. But we amt seen the color
of y'all's money"
Mr.. Spe borrowed FIVE ruslred
dollars from me, and said he might
want more" Chaplin volunteered.
rs that all?"
"Alll" jeered Still Bill. "why, this
NANCY layout amt never saw that
much money" upon which Gallagher
carelessly displayed a corpulent roll
of hills, remarking
Count thousand, Bill. 1t all goes
on Skinner"
Il amt heard of no train-robbery,"
muttered the lanky foreman of the
Flying Heart, NOR don't aim to
handle no tainted money" And Sto-
yer and Gallagher faced each other
hard before turning.
Jean saw 1t. and whispered to Cha
pin: "Oh, Jack, dear, I'm so terribly
frightened" But Helen Blake, who
overheard. left her companions and
went straight to Gallagher.
Il should like" she said, Ito wager
a few dollars en- Mr.. Speed and the
honor of the Flying Heart"
Both Skinner and his foreman
stared at her nonplussed.
you don't look like bettin' lady"
the latter managed to remark, jocu-
larry.
I'm not, I 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 risk, miss?"
Il don't know what the rules are,
but think our side ought to bet as
much as your side. That is the way
1t is done, isn't it?"
you mean that you aim to cover
what Mr.. Speed dont?" The girl
nodded.
Gallagher spoke admiringly. You're
right game, miss; but reckon we
don't want your money"
why not?"
81 suppose there amt no particular
reason"
IF Mr.. Speed can beat Mr.. Coving-
ton, who is the best runner at Yale,
I'm sure he can defeat Mr.. Skinner,
who never went to college at all.
They have all turned against him,
and he-he is so brave!" Miss Blake's
indignation was fearful, and Gallagher
spoke hurriedly:
HE may be brave all right, miss,
but he can't win unless Skinner dies
You save your money to buy choco
lates an bon-mots, miss. Why, listen"
(the stockman softened his voice in
fatherly manner: "This Fresno
party is wise; five hundred of this
coin is his"
Helen uttered a cry. do you mean
he is betting against Mr.. Speed?"
"Nothin else"
"Despicable!" breathed the girl.
wait a moment, pleased" Helen hur-
ried beck to Chaplin, while Gallagher
muttered something like 81 amt takin'
no orphans money"
"Jack!" (the girl was trembling
with excitement), you told me on the
way over that you had five hundred
dollars with you. Let me have 1t,
please. I'll give you my check when
we get home"
my dear girl. you aren't. going
to-bet it?"
Eyes, / am"
Don't do that"
For answer she snatched the peck
etbook from his hand.
"Mr. Gallagher" she called.
Skinner watched from afar. Some
class to that gall" was what he said,
which proved that he was a person
not wholly without sentiment.