Evening star., 1923-05-27

reply. He was staring in mystifica-
tion at the Virginia thoroughbred;.
and Susanna in turn had her lovely
eyes riveted beseechingly on Prince
kolhapur, as though imploring him
not to leave her.
The sportsman from the far east
hesitated a moment and then rem
dered the imperial verdict. "A
splendid flly, Mr. Nixon. a credit to
your stable, / am sure-but far too
delicate for such a long journey. If
you don't mind I'll take a look at
your stations"
Ten minutes later Susanna was
turned out to pasture in field Just
back OF the Torpinston stables. On
his way to the track restaurant the
Information Kid paused for another
puzzled look at the daughter of
Dawn o. Virginia. The filly was
standing disconsolately at the barred
gate. rnournful eyes turned toward
the road down which the prince had
vanished.
The Kid tossed fretfully on his cot
that night. staring UP into the dark.
| ness and arguing that the thing was
impossible. Susanna had danced at
the mere sight Of a man who cared
nothing for her. and the Kids huneh
that he himself was TO be the fairy
prince who would lift the spell was
| rudeiy blasted.
The big black stiff" he srunted.
"I don't see why she should fall for
him. even if he has got lot OF
dough. The big olack----'
| And then he sat bolt upright, gal.
vanized BY the shock Of sudden in.
spiration.
"Oh, Susanna" he cried. 1--WE got
you, I win the pup with the screw
tail. Twenty minutes for a new
book. gents; and-believe me or no
Susanna and are going to take
you all to the cleaners"
EARLY the following morning q
IL strange apparition glided from
behind a corner Of the Torpington
barns and shuff1ed toward the pas.
ture gate. 1t was the figure OF
slim youth, attired after the manner
of a stable roustabout. Face ana
hands were the color OF first-elsss
brand of stove polish. but back OF
the ears the skin showed no traces
OF African origin. and the battered
hat was pulled closely down over
sandy hair. The visitor sprawled
lazily against the gate and Susanna
tossed her head and stared at him.
Presently a drawing voice ffoated
toward the sad little princess. It
held a thousand memories of the
southland in its musical infection.
Land o. Goshen; if tha' Amt Su-
sanna! wha' y'all been honey chill?
Come on ova heah, Babe, till All sees
does y'al1 want tomato for break
fast. Yah, yah. yah. Sho' am de
beatines' baby!"
Detection dropped from the golden
chestnut frame Of Susanna. Dawn
O. verginia's daughter danced joy
ously toward her visitor, all a.auiver.
The tomato disappeared, and Susanna
made q frantic effort to lick, the In
formation Kids face, and then eat up
his cotton shirt. Chuckling with
glee. he held her at bay.
"Ain't no way a-talf to treat yo'
gentleman friend" he protested,
Gentleman frien' wut's come clear
from Kaintuck Jest see whut done
all his honey gal. Does yo' love yo'
daddy, Susanna? whoa, hawss!
Whoa, er Ah'll bus yo' from heah ter
de Promised Land"
But Susanna continued to caper
crafty, for the sad little princess
was at the gates of Paradise, the
keys to which were held by a youth
with stove-polish on his face.
His gray eyes shining, and his
slim figure once more In its accus-
toned habiliments, the Kid sought
out Mervor and went straight to the
point.
Buy Susanna for as little down as
Nixon will take, and make the BAL
ance payable In thirty days. Mean
time, give her to me. The Dominion
| Stakes are just month away. and II
= ali. a. h.. me. "A E.a