Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-02-16
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. MTHIS young gentleman from London
l seems to be in possession Of one of
nr tickets" continued Mr.. Quarter
mage. at is-wouderful But tell you
what. young gentleman from London,
4 YOU will do me the honor to break :
fast with me in the morning, sir, l will
show you my racing books and papers
and we will speedily discover who the
original holder of that ticket was. My
name, sir, is Quarterpage--Benja jamin
Quarterpage-and ! reside at the ivy
covered house exactly Opposite this inn ,
sharp. and I shall bid you heartily
welcome.
Spargo made his best bow.
Sir" he said, 81 am greatly
obliged by your kind invitation and I
shall consider it an honor to wait upon
you to the moment.
Accordingly, at five minutes to nine
next morning, Spargo found himself
IN an old fashioned parlor, looking out
upon delightful garden, gay with
summer flowers, and being introduced
BY Mr.. Quarterpage, Senior. to Mr.
Quarterpage, Juuior--a pleasant gen
tleman Of sixty, always referred to by
his father as something quite juvenile
and to Miss Quarterpage. a young old
lady of something a little less elderly
than her brother. and to breakfast
table bouuteously spread with all the
choice fare Of the season. Mr.. Quar-
terpage. Senior. was as fresh and rosy
as cherub; it was a revelation to
Spargo to encounter so old man who
was still in possession Of such life and
spirits, and of such a vigorous and
healthy appetite.
Naturally, the talk over the break
fast table ran on Spargo's possession
OF the old silver ticket, upon which
subject it was evident Mr.. Quarter
page was still exercising his intellect.
And Sparso. who had judged it We'll
10 cnlishtcn his host as to who he
was, and had exhibited letter with
which the editor Of the Watrbman
had furnished him. told how in
the exercise Of his Journalistic
duties he had discovered the ticket in
the lining of an old box. But he made
no mention Of the Marbury matter,
being anxious to see first whittier Mr.,
Quarterpagc's revelations would lead
him.
You have no idea, Mr.. Spargo. ="
SAID the old gentleman. when. breakfast
over. be and Spargo were closeted to.
gether in little library in which were
abundant evidences of the hosts taste
IN Sporting matters; you have no idea
ni the value which was attached to the
possession of ono of those silver tickets.
!nere is mine, as you see, securely
Itamcd and Just as securely fastened to
me wall Those fifty silver tickets, my
aear sir, were made when our old race
meeting was initiated, in the wear 1871
Ihey were made in the town by local
sDrersmith, whose great great grand
son still carries on the business Tho
ntty were distributed among the fifty
leading burgcsses of the town to be
Kept in their families forever-nobody
ever anticipated in those days that our
race meeting would ever be discop-
tnued. The ticket carried great priv
iieSes. il made its holder, and all mem.
eers OF his family. male and female.
nee OF the stands, rings and paddocks.
" gave the bolder himself and his eldest
son, II OF age, the right to a seat at
our grand race banquet-at whick, |
, may tell you, Mr.. Spargo, royalty it
tell mas been present in the good old
nays Consequently, as you see. to be
somebody" N' " o'
>. AND when the race meeting fell
..IGrolgsh:' asked Spargo. What
~, lhen, OF course, the families who
Soio, Soia the tickets looked upon them as
aelriooms, to be taken great care or
tStphed Mr. Quarterpage. "Thcy were
ssat with as | dealt with mine
ruined on velvet, and hung up--or