Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-04-24
CHAPTER xI.-contInued.

I'VE are ready!" called Jean gayly.
What In the world" Helen
paused at sight of the swathed figure.
Are you cold. Mr.. Speed?"
Climb on your horses and get a
start" painted the burly trainer; hes
goin' to race you ten miles"
I'm going to do nothing of the
sort. I'm going to"
But Glass jerked him violently, cry
ing:
And no talkin' to gals, neither.
You're trainin Now, get novel"
Speed halted stubbornly
J Hit her up, Wallyi G'wan. now
faster No loafing, 30, or I'll wallop
you'll" 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 be-
fore urging him onward.
See here" Wally stormed at last,
whats the use? can't"
Whats the use? That's the usel"
Glass pointed to the north, where a
lone horseman was watching them
from a knoll "D'you know who that
is?"
The rider was small and stoop-
shouldered.
! "Williei"
That's who"
He's following usi"
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 drenched with per
SEPARATION, and Glass resembled moth
ing so much as a steaming pudding;
rivulets of sweat ran down his neck,
his face was purple. his lips swollen.
"Y-youIl have-to run alone-this
afternoon" painted the tormentor.
"This afternoon? Haven't I run
enough for-one day." the victim
pleaded. Glass, old man, I'm al
IN, l tell you; I'm ready to die"
Got TORY off some more-leaf
lard" declared the trainer with vul
garity. He numbered into the cook
house, radiating heat waves, pufinl
like a tractlon-engine. while his com
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and sank into a chair. A momen
later he appeared with two bottles o
beer, one glued to his lips. Both were
evidently ice cold, judging from thu
fog that covered them.
Speed rose with a cry.
Gee! That looks good"
But the other. thrusting him asid
without removing the neck OF tn
bottle from his lips. gurgled:
No booze, Wallyl You're trainini
But I'm thirsty!" shouted the att
lets. laying hands upon the full bottle
and trying to wrench it free.
Have little sense. II your
thirsty hit the sink" Glass still MAR
tanned his hold. mumbling indistinc
": Waters the worst thing in tn
world. Watt I'll get you some"
He stepped into the bunk-room,
return an instant later with a cup ha
full. rinse out your mouth. an
don't swallow 1t all"
"Alll There isn't that much. Ugh
It's lukewarm. l want a bucket {
ice-water-ice-wateri
Nothing doingi l won't stand
have your epictetus chilled"
My what?"
Never mind now. on with the
clothes, and get under that shower.
guess it'll feel pretty good to-day"
Speed obeyed instructions sullenl
while his trainer, reclining in u
cosy-corner, uncorked the secor
bottle. From behind the blanket Gu
tains where the barrel stood, the &c
mer demanded:
What did you mean by saying
nave TO run again this afternoonT'
'StartsI" said Glass, shortly.
'Starts?"
East work. We been loahng
far; you got to get some ginger"
hats. What's thu