Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1916-02-12

R " OW strange are the Yagarles OF
fortunel AT the very instant
A when the ardent believers In
Little Joe were filing their
lungs for a final shout Of triumph
gay little red balloon darted out on
tile track, where the horses were
pounding down the stretch, whlrled
sauclly In front Of the fayOrlte's nose,
shot straight up Ia the air and sailed
merrlly across the ln1eld toward the
green hills and the blue sky. For only
0n lndnitesimal space Of time the nerY-
Gus Little Joe had SHE'D and checked
his speed, but that space was enough
10 let dun colored stranger Of the
name Of Tlppy fash under the wire al
10 to1.
The houndw mumbled q small man
at the rail, and his face was so blank
In the first moment OF disappointment
that It brought a chuckle from the ad.
Joining large gentleman with the round
pink face.
"Cheer up, nelghbor," he consoled;
'the walking's good"
The small man thus addressed cast
on the forld big ]. Rufus WalllngfOr1
sldewise glance-a slow glance and u
cautious one. Cordial of manner was
the aorld one and joyial of eye and
broad Of white walstcoat, and In his
rich cravat glowed a $1,000 diamond
Quito reassurlng. But nevertheless the
small man glanced once more to the
right and to the left before he an
swered.
Had a hundred on that rabbitl he
complained.
well, a hundreds hundred, chuck.
led the big man.
"lts thousand when you lose 1t on
red BALLOON" objected the lean and
mnk Blackle Daw, climbing down from
tue fence, where he had been perched
like jumping Jack on a stick He
set on his head the silk hat which he
had been waving In encouragement to
Little Joe and smoothed his pointed
black mustache. AT that moment
Blackie's eye caught the gllsten and
CLINT Of something white In the crowd
II was the head Of Onion Jones, 80
bald that 1t looked freshly peeled, and
Onion was wlnklng and making mys
terlous signs at the rate of about seven
TO the second Giving Jim the "hlgh
sign Blackie slipped away and fol
lowing Onion to the grand stand
found there Violet Warden and her
sister Fannie, both their pretty faces
iushed with excitement
There's the manw exclaimed vio.
let, her blue eyes dancing as she
caught Blackle's sleeve,
"Mr. Hutch! You we're standing
right by hlm-Percy W. Hutch! We
followed him out here"
"He got $4,000 from u.s." said Fan.
ME. and her cheeks turned shade
pnker as j. Rufus happened to look
~ and catch her muslng gaze. "IIe
is No. l3 on the list" She opened her
little notebook and pointed TO a list OF
names. Twelve had been scratched
out. The thirteenth was Percy w,
Hutch "He is a lawyer, but he Is
never IN his Office We don't know
much more about him."
Leave that TO u.s." said Blackie,
Gwen tell you all about him when we
hand you that $4,000. Me back to the
works on the jump, ladies'. kiss you
chastely ON the foreheads"
Ills long legs were springlng down
The steps a second after, and, noddlng
significantly toward the small man as
lie approached Walllngford, he came
up to the rail on the other side Of Mr..
Hutch and asked;
What do you think Of the next race
Jlm2"
Lady Lou" j. Rufus promptly re-
piled, waiting For his cue. 81 know
Lady Louis sure money, because she
was touted to me by a barber whose
cousin was stable boy ten years
ago"
mo chance,r was the contemptuous
answer as Blackie grinned at the small
man "lll tell you why No Lady
horse has won u race this meet. Lady
Swlscoe came In last In the FIRST race
today; Lady Sandy fell down yester.
day ana broke her colarboue; Lady
O Dreams was ruled or the track for
staggering under too much hop. New
crthelcss. Jlmsey, my boy, III let you
bet on her against the ield-for hun
dred even"
j Rufus was about to reject this
outrageous offer with proper indIgna
tlon. but he caught something II
Blackles eye
'You poor lollopp he commlserated
u hate to rob an imbecile, but your
on"
Help yourself gayly returned
Blackle, and be wlnked at tho small
man. "Beiter get in, stranger"