The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1918-08-13

"oh. you big boy" and the like rang
out, as the former well-known light
weight champion of the fistic ring
bowed his smiling acknowledgement to
the crowd. But Marks knew what he
was there for, and stepped promptly
to the front of the stand, while Bed
ford lightly vaulted over the side and
was Immediately swallowed up in
circle Of admiring fans.
Scents. v know what yer ere for"
he annoupced, graphically. "Jack Bed
ford, former champion lightweight and
late Of Boethron's circus. has brought
his entire string Of horses here t be
sold. Not t be given away; y'under-
standi Loosen up yer purse-strlngs.
gents. Tear tn string off yer rolls, an
let yer biddin' be fas' and furious.
Jed. bring out No. l." Marks gave the
command over his left shoulder, and
soon hostler paraded before the
stand, leading the first of Bedford's
magnificent stock of horses.
zone hundred" sang out short, fat
man. with whip In his hand. as the
big bay mare again passed in frvnt of
the stand, and Marks gfared at the bid
der scornfully.
"We're not sellin' tn hoofs," he
barked out. "This ere animal goes in
one piece. Gents, do ere any morei
Hunnerd'n twenty-five? Thankee. sir.
Now fftyi Fifty. ataboyl Now sew
enty-fivel Remember, these are prime
stock, not platers."
Bedford, at the side of the stand,
disengaged himself for moment from
the recital of a wrinkled old fan.
who'd seen every lick between Sulli.
van and Sharkey, yes, sir" and step
ped up to a large, red-faced man close
by.
DO bid 'em up now, JIM" Bedford
whispered hastily In the others ear,
'But watch your stepl Get out from
under If you see the bidders weaken
In. You know the rest"
The non nodded grmily and went to
the fgont of the stand. where he was
soon engaged in boosting the bid
ding"
Meanwhile, one of the hostlers.
standing at the entrance to the stables,
felt timid touch on his sleeve, turned
with a gruff exclamation, which died
on his lips as his mouth opened slowly.
For facing him was dainty little
miss, whose brown curls dangled be-
comingly under smart little hat, and
whose saucy, bright eyes shone on him
appealingly.
BEG pardon. Miss he said, dofing
his cap "What'd y say?"
May go in there?" she asked, in a
low tone, at marked variance with the
shouts in the street. She pointed to
the stables. packed with Bedford's
horses.
Sorry, Miss" was the apologize
answer. IT'S 'gainst TIL rules. Buyers
WIZ allowed in before the sale. but not
now. You'd get hurt Tn boss won't
low it,
"Oh, no." she spoke up, brightly. 81
wouldn't get hurt. I'm used to horses.
Besides, 1 know 'em all-every last
one in there"
Then, as he wavered, she pressed q
sclincher" into his palm.
"I'll bet you I won't get hurt" she
told him, with a twinkle in her eyes,
"And I'm paying my bet in advance"
Il can't go in there, june" said a
slightly older girl at her side. I'm
afraid"
Never mind" June replied, prompt
ly. "You wait here" And then, hold.
ing her smiling "spelr' over the host
Ter, she entered the stable.
She went among the horses, pattine
them as she moved among them, and
then, apparently finding the object of
her search. she few to the side of a
big white horse, with black splotch
right over his right eye.
"Freckles p she exclaimed, delight
eddy. ''You dear old fellowl"
The animal addressed looked toward
her, and then, with loud neigh"
started toward her.
Look out, Miss" cried the -hostler,
warningly. Hell"
And then, as Freckles stopped in his
tracks and rubbed his head against
her shoulder. the hostler looked on in
amazement-
AWhy, Miss, he knows youl"
Certainly he doesl" came her happy
answer. "We were chums for a-whole
year, weren't we, Freckles?" Then she
turned to the hostler. Are you going
sell-him-too
t<,s.., I,o,.sx., A1,<as q ~ ",
answer. Sure he gets sold. If you
want, I'll bring him out for you next"
WHAT" she cried, taken aback.
"Out-there-in that mobf"
Have to-" he snapped mo boss
sold private t'day, Miss. Y kin bid on
i'm, though"
And then, treating the matter as set
tied, the hostler moved away, while
June stood for a moment, in indeci-
sion, then, setting her lips firmly, she
moved out among the men.
According to promise, Freckles was
led out before the stand and Marks
called loudly for a bid.
zone hundred" answered an old
StuOko-uttu dlIuoSl at Ju0eS elbow,
and unseen by him she darted a re-
sentful glance at his back, then turned
to her companion.
"a hundred dollars-for Freckles ~
she repeated scornfully.
"Why notT' was the calm retort.
Hes only horse"
only horse-Freckles? Why"
Fifty" sang out another voice, and
June turned her face back to the
stand.
THAT'S it, gents" interposed Marks,
raucously. Hes tn prize Of tn lot.
Not pimple on i'm. Solid gold, as he
stands. Any moreT'
"Two hundredr'
Marks looked, and then grinned
broadly.
Good" he commanded, beaming on
June. 9TH timmin are mixin' In.
Two twenty-five? Now fifty, missy?
Fifty. ats it. Don't let I'm beat ".
Now seventy-five? Right. Now, Miss,
three hundred"
June trembled violently. then looked
into small reticule. while her COM