The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-03-21

VIII give us JOYOUS welcome as we pass
the Golden Gate.
IL IL folly II ! hope II may be so?
The Place Where the Old Horse Died.
TT there were any explanation
available here | should be the
i first person to offer IL. Unfor-
tunltely there is not, and | am
compelled to confine myself to the
facts of the case as vouched for by
Hordene and confirmed by Guj, who
Is the last man in the world to throw
away a valuable horse for nothing.
Jale came up with Thurinda to the
Shayid spring meeting, and besides
ThurInda his string included Divorce,
Meg's Diversions and Benoni-ponies
Of sorts. He won the Officers Scurry
five furlongs-with Benoni on the
first day. and that sent up the price
Of the stable in the evening lotteries.
for Benoni was the worst looking of
the three. being a pigeon toed. split
chested "dak" horse. with a wonderful
gift Of laundering in on his shoulders
ridden out to the last ~ounCe-but
first. Next day Jale was riding Di-
vorce in the Waffle and Dab Stakes
Found the jump course-and she
turned owe at the on and off course
when she was leading and managed
to break her neck. She never stirred
from the place where she dropped, and
Jale did not move either till he was
carried off the ground to his tent close
To the big shamiana. where the lot
teries were held. He had ricked his
back and everything below the hips
was as dead as timber. Otherwise he
was perfectly well. The doctor said
that the stiffness would spread and
mat he would die before morning.
Jale insisted upon knowing the worst.
and when he heard ii sent a pencil
note IL the Honorary Secretary say
ing that they were not To stop the
races or do anything foolish of hat
kind. II he hung on till the next day
the nominations for the third days
racing would not be void and he would
settle up all claims before he threw
up his hand. This relieved the Hon
orary Secretary because most of the
horses had come from a long dis
lance. and under any circumstances.
even had the judge dropped dead in
rhe box. it would have been tm-
possible to have postponed the racing.
There was a great deal of money on
the third day, and five or six of the
owners were gentlemen who would
make even one days delay an excuse.
Well, settling. would not be easy. No
one knew much about Jale. He was
an outsider from down country, but
every one hoped that. since he was
doomed, he would live through the
third day and save trouble.
Un1A In,, -, ht, lha,,,,s Ia thA tnnt
and asked the doctor and the man
who catered to the refreshmcnts-he
was the nearest az the time-to wit
ness his will. Il don't know how
long my arms will be workable said
Jale, ''and we'd better get this bust
ness over" The private arrange
ments Of the viii concern nobody but
Jale's friends; but there was n
clause that was rather curious, Who
was that man with the brindled hair
who put me up for "A night until the
tent was ready? The man who rode
down TO pick M up when ! was
smashed. Nice sort of fellow he
seemed" "Hordene?" said the doc
tor. Yes, Hordene, Good chap,
Hordene. He keeps Bull whiskey.
Write down hat l give this Johnnie
Hordene Thurinda for his own. if he
can sell the other ponies. Thurin-
da's a good mare. He car enter her
post entry-for the All Horse Sweep
if he likes-on the last day. Have
you got that down? I suppose the
stewards II recognize the gift?" NO
trouble about that" said the doctor.
"All right. Give him the other two
ponies to sell. They're entered for
the last day, but ! shall be dead then.
Tell him to send the money to -
Here ne gave an address. "Now I'll
sign and you sign, and that's all.
This deafness is coming up between
my shoulders"
Jale lived, dying very slowly, till
the third days racing, and up till tho
time Of the lotteries on the fourth
days racing. The doctor was rather
surprised. Hordene came in to thank
him for his gift and to suggest 1t
would be much better to sell Thur
india with the others. She was tho
best Of Them all and would have
fetched twelve hundred on her look
ing over merits only. Don't you
bother" said Jale. you take her.
TdtltT llhfu Nbu' We gu w l'olic
and that Bull whiskey was first class
stuff. I'm pegging out now. l think
The lottery tent outside was begin
ming TO I'll, and Jale heard the click
of the dice. That's all right" said he.
II wish / was there, but-Im-going
to the dra wer." Then he died quietly.
Hordene went into the lottery tent
after calling the doctor. "How's
Jale?" said the Honorary Secretary.
Gone to the drawer" said Hordene.
settling into n chair n reaching out
for a lottery paper. Poor beggar!"
said the Honorary Secretary. "Twasn't
the fault OF our on and off though.
The mare Numbered. Gentlemen,
gentlemen. Nine hundred and eighty
rupees in the lottery, and River OF
Years for sale!" The lottery lasted
far into the night, and there was a
supplementary lottery on the All
Horse Sweep, where Thurinda sold
for a song, and was not bought by her
owner. ITS not lucky" said Hordene,
and he rest Of the men agreed with
him, II ride her myself, hut ! don't
know anything about her and ! wish
10 goodness ! hadn't taken her. said
he, "Oh, bosh. Never refuse a horse
or a drink, however you come by
them. No one objects, do they? Not
going TO refer this matter to Calcutta,