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THE OMAHA DAILY BEE: SUNDAY, OCTOnEll 12. 1002.
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Br W. A. FFASER
Author of "The Outcast," ''Mootwa." and Other Stories.
(Copyright. 1!2, by McClure, Phillips A Co.)
CHAPTER XXIV.
After Crane left the money for Porter's
note with Mortimer, the latter took the
three $1,000 bills, pinned them to the note,
placed them to a cigar bo and put the box
way carefully In the bank aafe to remain
there until the 14th of June, when It be
came due. incidentally. Mortimer mentioned
tbla matter to Alan Porter.
Crane. In writing to the rsshler about
other affaire of the bank, touched upon the
aubject of Porter'a obligation, ststlng that
he had left the mon v with Mr. Mortimer
to meet the note when It matured.
The day before the Derby, which waa the
12th of the month. Alan ssked bla day'a
leave and got It. He wound up by asking
bla companion for a loan of 1200.
Mortimer hid little lean horror of betting
and Its evil Influencea than Mra. Porter, but,
under the circumstances, he would prrhapa
have complied with the boy's request had he
been provided with sufficient funds. Aa It
was, he said: "I don't like the Idea of
lending you money to bet with, Alan; your
mother wouldn't thank me for doing so; be
sides. If you lost tt. you'd feel uncom
fortable, owing me money. At any rate, I
haven't got it. I couldn't lend you two
hundred, or half of It. I suppose 1 haven't
got a hundred to my credit."
"Oh, never mind, then," answered Alan,
angrily, stiffening up, because of Mortlmer'a
lecture.
"I'll lend you what I've got."
"I don't want It. I can get It some other
place."
The next morning It auddenly occurred to
Mortimer that Porter'a note fell due that
day either that day or the next, he wasn't
sure. The easiest way to settle the question
ws to look at the date on the note.
He stepped Into the vault, took out the
little cigar box, opened It, and as he han
dled the crisp paper a audden shock of hor
ror ran through bla frame. One of the bllla
waa gone; there were only two $1,000 notes
left.
The discovery paralyzed him for an In
stant. He was responsible; the money had
been left In. his charge. Then he looked at
the note; it matured the next day. All the
money had been In the box the morning be
fore, for he had looked at it. Only the
caahler and Alan Porter knew that It was In
the vault.
The whole dreadful truth came clearly to
Mortimer's mind with absolute conviction.
Alan. Infatuated with the prospect of win
ning a large sum over the Dutchman, and
falling te borrow from him, bad taken the
money.
Mortimer would willingly put the money
back himself for Allia' aake, but he hadn't
It. What waa ho to do? If h ponlrt find
Alan and force him to give up tbe atolen
money, he eould yet save tbe boy. But Alan
had gone to Gravesend. :
Like an Inspiration the thought came to
Mortimer that he must go after him and get
the money before It waa lost. He shoved
the box back In Ita place and came out Into
tbe office.
Why did not tbe caahler come, now that
he waa ready for him? Bach minute seemed
an age, with the honor of Allls' brother
hanging In tbe balance. He would need
money. He drew a check for $100. A hasty
laepectlon showed that be still had a trifle
more than thla amount to his credit. Why
he took a hundred he hardly knew; fate
seemed writing the check. He had barely
finished when the caahler appeared. At once
Mortimer spoke to blm.
"I want leave of absence today, air," he
aid, speaking hurriedly.
The cashier frowned In astonishment.
"Impossible! We are ahorthanded, with
young Porter away."
"I'll be back In the morning." pleaded
. Mortimer. "My mother is very 111. I've
opened up, and Mr. Caea can manage, I'm
aure, if you'll let me go. I wouldn't ask
It, but It' a matter of almost life and
death." He had nearly said of honor.
Unwillingly tbe cashier consented. At 11
'clock Mortimer got a train for New York.
During the wait at the station he had
paced up and down the platform with nerv
ous stride. A doxen tlmea he looked at
his watch. Would he be too late? He
had ne Idea how long It would take him
to reach Gravesend. He knew little of tbe
race track'a location.
la bis ignorance of a race meet, Morti
mer had felt aure be would be able to find
Alaa Porter without trouble. The true
difficulty of hie queat soon dawned upon
htm. Wedged Into the pushing, shoving,
hurrying crowd. In three minutes he com
pletely lost himself. A dosen times he re
arranged his bearings, taking a certain
flight of atepa leading up to the grandstand
aa the baae of hie perlgrinatlons; a dozen
times he returned to this point, having ac
complished nothing but complete bewilder
ment. One young man he spoke to de
clared that he knew Alan Porter quite well;
he waa a great friend of his; he'd And blm
In minute. Mortlmer'a new friend sug
gested that tbey Indulge in beer while
waiting for the sought-one's appearance,
and, waxing confidential, he assured his
quarry that he bad a lead-pipe clneh for the
next race It couldn't lose. Hla Insistence
matured Into insolence aa Mortimer apoke
somewhat sharply to him. Ignorant of rac
ing aa he was. he waa hardly a man to take
liberties with, once be recognized the In
frlngement. The enormity of his mission
and the possibility that It might be frus
trated by his undesirable tormentor made
him aavage. Raised to quick fury by a
vicious remark of the tout who held him In
leash, hs suddenly stretched out a strong
hand, and, seizing bla lnaulter by the eol
lar, gave him a quick twist that laid blm
on hla back. Mortimer held him there
:
As Vwre as 4 Oood
as tbe boss ertlleal
eptsare eeuld desire
BEER
MILW ATJE E
The maintaining- of that high
defrea of eseelleoce that won
(or "Blata" ita enviable repu
tation 'way back in the forties,
haa required nndcviatiof care
in the selection of Material,
and the constant attention of
the znoet skilled masters of
the brewer art.
BLATZ MALT-VIVINE
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OMlHi MHAkt-ti,
lets Pl (. Tot, lkU
equlrmlng for a full minute, while men
gathered ao close thnt the air became
stifling.
Presently a heavy hand was laid on Morti
mer's shoulder and a gruff policeman's
voice ssksd, "Whst's the matter here?"
"Nothing much," Mortimer replied, re
leasing bla hold and straightening up;
"thla blackguard wanted me to bet on
aome horse, and when I refused Insulted
me, tbst'a all."
The other man had rleen, his face purple
from the twist at bla throat. Tbe officer
looked at him.
"At It again, Mr. Bunco. I'll take care of
him," he continued, turning to Mortimer;
"he's a tout. Out you go." this to the
other man. Then, tickled In the ribs by
the end of the policeman's baton, the tout
.was driven from the enclosure, the spec
tators merged Into larger crowd and
Mortimer was loft once more to pursue his
fruitless search. As he wss heading for
his rock of locality, the stslrway. hurrying
somewhat recklessly, he ran with disturb
ing violence full tilt Into a man who had
erratically turned to his left, when, accord
ing to all laws of the road, be should have
kept straight on.
"I beg pardon " began Mortimer, then
stared In blank amazement, cutting ahort
his apology. The victim of his assault waa
Mr. Crane. The letter's close-lidded eyes
had rounded open perceptibly In a look of
surprise.
"Mr. Mortimer," he exclaimed; "you
here? May I ask who's running the bank?"
Anxious about the stolen money, tho
sudden advent of Crane on hie Immediate
horizon threw the young man Into mo
mentary confusion.
"My mother was ill I got leave I had
to see Alan Porter I've come here to find
him. They'll manage all right at the bank
without me."
He fired his volley of explanation at his
employer with the rapidity of a Maxim
gun. Truth, and what he considered ex
cusable falsehood, came forth with equal
volubility. Crane, somewhat mollified, and
feeling that at first he had spoken rather
sharply, became more gracious. At sight
of Mortimer he had concluded that It waa
to see Allls the young man had come, per
haps at her Instigation.
"Have you seen Alan Porter, sir?" Morti
mer asked, anxiously.
"I did. but that was about an hour ago.
You will probably find him" he was going
to say "in the paddock with hie sister."
but for reasons he refrained "let me see,
most likely sitting up In the grandstand."
As Mortimer stood scanning the aea of
faces that rose wave on wave' above him
Crane eald: "I hope you found your mother
better. If I see Alan I'll tell him you are
looking for blm."
When Mortimer turned around Crane had
gone. He had meant to ask about the raco
Porer"a horse Lauzanne was In, but had
hesitated, for fear he ahould say something
which might give rise to suspicion of hla
errand.
By chance Mortimer observed young
man selling race catalogues, at he in
nocently named them. He procured one,
and the seller, In answer to a question,
told him It waa tbe third race he had Just
seen and tbe next would be tbe Brooklyn
Derby. There it waa. all set forth In the
program he had ' Just purchased. Seven
horses to start, all with names unfamiliar
except the Dutchman and " Lauzanne. He
bad almost given up looking for Alan, it
aeemed ao hopeless. At any rate he bad
tried hla best to save the bi's honor, told
deliberate lies to do It. Now It waa pretty
much In the hands of fate. He remembered
what Alan had said about tbe Dutchman's
certain chance of winning '.he coming race.
He felt that if the horse won Alan would
put back the atolen $1,000; If not, where
would the boy get money to cover up his
theft?
He was aroused from his despondent
train of thought by voice that atruck
with familiar Jar upon his ear. It was the
voice of a man vtho had descanted on the
pleasures of betting during their voyage
from New York.
What d'ye think of it, pard?" was the
first salutation.
Mortimer stammered the weak Informa
tion that he didn't know what he did think
of it.
There ain't no (Ilea on us today. I ro
knocking' 'em out in great ebape. can i
pick loser, blamed If I can. I've lined up
for caah-tn three tlmea. an I'll make It
four straight aure. Larcen'll come home
all alone, you'll aee It be don't."
"I hope ao," rejoined Mortimer.
"I say. Mister Morton, put down a bet on
him he's good business. Put a fiver on an
rake down fifty; that'll pay your ex a. Tbe
talent's goln' for the Dutchman, but don't
make no mistake about the other, he ll
win."
In an Instant Mortimer knew why this
persistent worrier of tortured spirit had
been sent him. Fata gave blm the cue; It
whispered In hla ear. "Put down a hundred
you have It end win tbouaand. then you
ran save Alan Porter can keep tbla misery
from the girl that la to you aa your own
life."
Mortimer liatened eagerly to tbe babbler
at bla aide, to fate at his ear. to himself
that apoke within himself. Even If It were
not all true, if Lauzanne were beaten, wnat
of It? He would lose $100. but that would
not ruin him. It would cause him to aave
and pinch little, but he waa accustomed
to that.
"Will the betting; men take $100 from me
on thla horse Lauzanne?" he asked after
thn minute's cause during which these
thoughts had flashed through his mind.
"Will tbey take a hundred? V 111 they
take a thoussnd! Bay. wtiat you givin
me?"
"If Lauzanne wen. I d win a thoussnd
would I?"
'If you put It down straight, but you
might rlay safe split the hundred, fifty
each way. win an' show, careen u oe one,
two. three, aure."
"I want to win a thoussnd. declared
Mortimer.
"Then you've got to plump for a win
he's 10 to 1."
Mortimer had once visited the stock ex
change in New York. He eould not help
but think bow like unto It was the betting
ring with Its horde of pushing, struggling
spectators, as he wormed hie way in. fol
lowing close on Old BUl'a heele. There
waa a sort of mechanical aptness In his
leader's way of displacing men in bla patn
Mortimer realized that but for Old BUI
h never would have penetrated beyond the
outer shall of the bulling hive. Even then
h. h.md be might, by the direction of
(ate. aee Alan Porter. The issue at stake
and tbe prospect of its solution through
hla unwonted betting endeavor, waa ois
n-lllns his Inherent antipathy to gambllngi
k .a. Warning Ilka one drunken with
the glamour of a new delight. Hla eon
tlnued deaire to discover young Porter was
more a rendering of tithe te hla former
.a . .,.. tit which he waa about to
hatter.
Two day before betting en horse racee
waa crime of Indecent enormity: now it
earned .absolutely excusable, justinea, ai
most something to be eagerry spproved of.
Their Ingress, though strenuous, wss de
void of rapidity, so beyond much brscing
of muscles there was little to take cogni
sance of except hie own mental transfor
mstlon. Once be hsd known a minister, a
very good man Indeed, w ho had been forced
ln(o a fight. The clergyman had acted his
unwilling part with such musrulsr en
thusiasm thst hie brutish opponent hsd
been reduced to the lethargic condition of
Inanimate pulp. Mortimer compared his
present exploit with thst of his friend, the
clergymsn. He felt that he was very much
In the same boat. He wss eager to have
the bet made, and get out into the less
congested sir. His companions of the
betting ring were not men to tarry amongst
In the way of moral recreation.
The mob agitated Itself in waves. Some
times he and Old BUI were carried almost
across the building by the wash of the liv
ing tide aa It set in that direction, then an
undertow would sweep them back sgaln
close to their starting point. Tbe Individual
members of tbe throng were certainly pos
sessed of Innumerable elbows, and large
Jointed knees, and boots that were forever
raking at his heels or his corns. They
seemed taller, too, than men In the open.
Strive as be might, he could see nothing
nothing but heads thst topped him in every
direction. Once the proud possessor of a
dreadful cigar of unrivsled odor became
sandwiched between hira and Old Bill. Ho
was down wind from the weed and Its
worker and the result was all but asphyxia
tion.
down to the position of equsl favorite with
White Moth.
At last there wss the summons to saddle
and Lauzsnne was brought into the stsll by
Dixon. Tber the door wss shrouded by sn
evrr-changlng seml-clrcle of curious ob
servers Allls gave a little atari and turned her
head away as Crane, pushing through the
others, stood just inside the stsll and spoke
to Dixon.
"Your horse looks very well. I hope you
win If I don't."
"He's ss good as we could make him."
answered the trainer, as he adjusted the
weight cloth
"Is Miss Porter here?" were Crane's next
words, quite In the tone of a casually In
terested friend. ,
"She may be In the stand," Dixon an
swered without turning his head. Mike had
deliberately interposed bis bodv between
Allls and the doorway. To the girl's re
lief, without further comment, Crane
quietly moved away.
"Excuse me AI, fer stsndln" in front av
you," said Mike, "but these outsiders Is
encugh to mske a b'y narvous the way they
stare at him. Alan Porter was In the pad
dock a minute ago SBkln' fer his sister, but
I bustled him out. telling him you I mean
ahe, was In the stand."
"Thank you. Mike, you're a good friend In
a pinch," replied the girl, gratefully.
Dixon had never taken so much csre over
the preparation of a horse for a race In all
his life, and at. last everything was as per
fect aa It could possibly be made.
out White Moth, too. for she'll go to the
front an' die sway after a mile an' a quar
ter. Just nurse the bay. an' let the others
fight Ths Indian. But don't losf so' let
Lauzanne get near you, fer he ran keep up
a puddlln' gait all day. There ain't nothln'
else In the race I'm afraid of. There ain't
one of them can last a mile and a half."
Then he added with a dlssgreesble chuckle
It was like the slobbering Isugh of a hyena
"I miss my guess If the boy on Lauzsnne
kills himself tryln' to win anyway. He
seems a fair lad. but you can rids rings
around him. Bill."
"I'll put up a good ride on The Dutch
man, an' I think we'll ketch the judge's
eye," replied Westley. "It doesn't seem to
stand for It that a stable boy on a bad
norso iiKe uauzanne Is goin to beat me
out."
"The boss says you're to have $.r),000 fer
winnln", Westley. so don't make no mis
I take. I wasn't goin' to tell you this afore
you went out, fer fear it'd make you too
eager. Many a race baa been thrown away
by a boy bPln' too keen, an' makin' his run
too early in the game, but you're a good
head, and you might aa well know. There'a
the bugle; get up."
Eager hands stripped the blanket that
had been thrown over The Dutchman. West
ley wss lifted Into the saddle, and the gal
lant bay led out by Langdon.
In front strode White Moth. One by one,
the others, and last, seventh, Allls' fatal
number, lagged Lauzanne, lazily loafing
along as .though he regretted leaving the
stall.
"YOU," HE CRIED, FULLING HARD AT HIS HORSE'S MOUTH; ' IT'S YOU, MISS
At laat they reached some sort of a har
bor. It waa evidently an Inlet for which
his pilot had been heading. A much com
posed msn In a tweed suit, across which
screamed lines of gaudy color, sat on a camp
stool with a weary, tolerant look on hla
browned face. Beside him stood another, in
hla band notebook. In which was penciled
tbe names of the Derby rnnners, with their
commercial standing In tbe betting mart.
Old Bill craned hla neck over the shoul
der of the sitting man, scanned the book,
and, turning to Mortimer, said: "Larcen's
9 to 1 now, they're cuttin' him wish I'd
took tens. Let's go down the line."
They pushed out Into the aea again, and
were buffeted by the human wavea; from
time to time Old Bill anchored for a few
seconds In the tiny harbor -.vhlch surrounded
each bookmaker, but it was aa though they
were, all In league.
It's aame as a combination book." he
grunted; "the cut holds In every blasted
one or them. Here s jskey Faust, ne
added, suddenly, "let's try him."
"What price's Larcen?" he asked of the
fat bookmaker.
What race'a he In?" questioned tbe
pencller.
"Dls race; what you givin me?"
"Don't know the horse."
Mortimer Interposed. "The gentleman
means Lauzanne," he explained.
Faust glared In the speaker's face. "Why
th' 'ell don't he talk English, then? I'm
no Chinaman, or a mind reader, to guess
what he warts. lauzsnne Is nine to one.
How much d'ye want?"
Lay me ten?" asked Old Bill of the book
maker.
"To how much?"
"A hun'red, an' me frlen' wants a hun'red
on, too."
'I'll do it," declared Faust Impatiently.
"Ten hundred to one, Lauzanne," he called
over his shoulder, taking Old Bill' money;
an' the number Is ?"
"2334,M answered Old Bill. "Pass him
yer dust," be continued, turning to Morti
mer. Tbe latter banded nls money to Faust.
"Larcen," advised Old Bill. .
"A thousand to hundred Lauzanne, win;
an' the number Is " he stretched out his
hand, and, turning over Mortimer's dangling
badge, read alound, "25347."
He took a sharp look at the two men;
his practiced eye told him they were not
plungers; more of the class that usually
bet $10 at the outside. Tbey were evidently
betting on Information; two $100 beta com
ing together on Lausanne probably meant
atable money.
'Let s git out. mister." cried Old BUI,
clutching Mortimer's arm.
"Don't I get anything receipt, or
Faust beard this and laughed derisively.
"You won't need nothln' to ahow for thia
money," he said.
'We'll be 'round at the back In a few
mlnutea fer a couple of thou', retorted
Old Bill. "Let's cut through here," he
added to his companion, making a passage
between the bookmakers.
'Bill's knowledge of tbe local geography
waa good, and. skirting the crowd, they
were soon out on the lawn.
"Let's watch tbe parade," Mortlmer'a ad
jutant suggested, and be led tbe way down
the course, where they stood against tbe
rail, waiting.
CHAPTER XXV.
During tbls time there wss a bustle of
much Interest In the paddock.
In accordance with her plan, Allls Porter,
fully dressed In her father's colors and
wearing a light top coat aa apprentice boy
AI Mayne, had aome to the course at 20
mlnutea to 4. Lauzanne'a race, the Derby,
being carded for 4 o'clock. Her face was
aa satisfactorily disguised with dust as
though she bad ridden three races.
Mike assiduously attended to every de
tail. Even the weighing, thaoka to his of
ficious care, waa a matter of not more than
one minute. The girl's weight waa 110
pound, tbe stddle brought It up to 113.
She would have to ride at least two pounds
overweight, for the horse's Impost waa 111.
Lauzanne waa being led in a circle by a boy,
ao Allia shielded herself from tbe general
gaze In hi empty stall. She felt quite aure
tbat nobody there would recognize her, un
less perhapa Philip Crane. He was rarely
aeo in the paddock, but might this day
aome out to view Tbe Dutchman.
Tbe Utler borss came in for a great deal
of etUaUvfl. tor b had. been ateadUy backed
Lauzanne's behavior gladdened the girl's
heart. He waa as supremely indifferent of
the saddling, of the staring of the people,
of the ecent of battle that was In the soft
spring air, as though be were In bis own
stable at home. Not a muscle of hla huge
flank trembled. Once as the bridle rein
was loosened for an Instant he half turned
In the stall, curved bla neck and stretched
his golden nozzle toward the small figure
In blue silk, as though he fain would make
sure by acent that one of his natural ene
mies, a man Jockey, had not been thrust
upon him. Allls understood this question
ing movement, and, stretching out her hand,
rubbed the gray velvet of his nose. But
for the restraining rein, tightened quickly
by the boy who held him, Lauzanne would
have snuggled his head against hia little
mistress.
"They understand each other," said
Dixon to Mike In an undertone; "we'll get
all that's in him tbla trip."
"Bot t'umba up! If he don't come in,
I'll eat my hat. The sharks'll get a knock
this journey that'll make them take a turn
bile to themselves."
Dixon stepped back to the corner where
Allls wss and said: "I guess I can't give
you no orders. He's a bit sluggish at the
post, an' a few false breaks won't hurt
him none. Just don't be afraid, that's all.
A mile and a hairs a long journey, an'
you'll have plenty of time to take their
measure. He's sure to get away last, but
that won't matter; there'll be plenty of
openln'a to get through after you've gone
a mile. Just keep your eye on The Dutch
man he'a a stayer from 'wayback, an'
Westley may kid you that he'a beat comln"
up the stretch for he's slick as they mske
them an' then come with a rattleto the
finish, an' nose you out on tbe post. Don't
never let up, once you're Into the stretch
If you're ten lengths ahead don't let the
chestnut down, but keep a good hold of
him, an' finish aa though they were all
lapping on your quarter. There'a a horse
In the race I don't underatand. He can no
more get a mile an' a half than I could.
It's the Indian, an' why they're puttln' up
tbe atartin' price beata me; unless." and
he lowered hia voice to a whisper, "there's
a job to carry Lauzanne or White Moth, or
sometbln' off their feet. Just watch the
Indian, an' don't let him shut you In on
the rati If you can help It. They've put up
Redpath. an' that beata me, too. for I think
he'a straight. But tbe horae hasn't a
ghost of a chance to win. You'd better
take a whip."
"I don't want either whip or spurs." an
awered the girl. "Lauzanne will do better
without them."
"1 know that, but take a whip. Some
thing else In the race might need it. An'
it you have to use It, use it good an' strong.
If Langdon raises an objection I can make
blm quit."
Over at Tbe Dutchman's stall there wss
a very confident party. Their horse would
go te the post as fit as any thoroughbred
had evei stripped. Langdon was a great
trainer. There waa no doubt about that.
It there had been. Crane would have dis
covered It and changed hla executive officer.
The tall eon of Hanover was lean of flesh,
but great In muscle. He waa as though an
Angelo bad chiseled with sure hand from hia
neck and rlba and buttocks all the marvel
of useless waste, and left untouched In
sinewy beauty, layer on layer, each muacle
and thaw and cord.
Flat-boned and wide, tbe black skinned
legs, and over the corded form a silken skin
of dull Are red. From the big eyes gleamed
an expectant delight of equine struggle.
Ntot sluggishly Indifferent, ss waa Lauzanne,
but knowing of the fray, and joyoua In Its
wslcome. .
"He'll win on a tight rein," confided
Langdon to Jockey Westley. "He's the
greatest Hanover in the land. There'a a
dosen races bottled up In that carcass." and
be alapped the big bay lovingly on the
rump: "an' If you're put to II. BUI, you can
call on him fer the full dozen today. There's
nothin' to It but yourself and White Moth."
Careleasly he stepped to the back of the
stall, touching Westley aa be passed. Kick
ing the loose dirt with his toes snd bending
his bead to bury his voice, Langdon contin
ued In a subdued tone: "Tbe Indtsn'll cut
out the pace ao fast that It'll choke off Lau
zanne. The chestnut's a ptugger. an' ain't
no good when It cornea to gsllopln. If you
was to all loaf around be might hang on
an' finish In front, but the pace 11 kill blm.
It'll break hi heart. Tbe fast oin' '11 lay
The man at the. gate ralaed his eyes from
scanning Lauzanne to the rider on hla back.
It was just a look of languid Interest In the
apprentice boy Dixon had put up Instead
of such a ' good Jockey aa Redpath. The
face riveted his attention; aomethlng In tbe
line of the cheek recalled a face he had
constantly In view.
"For an instant I thought that was Alan
Porter on Lauzanne," he said to Langdon,
who waa at his elbow. "A strange fancy
I'm going up to the box to watch the race."
"It's all roigbt but the win now," said
Mike to Dixon. "I'm goln' In by the judge's
box to watch the finish. You'll be helpin"
the boy pass the scales, Andy.'
As Allls passed tbe Judge's stand In the
parade, abe cast a quick, furnence, lifted
up In pitiless prominence. Would any one
detect her at the last moment!
Hanging over tbe rail In tbe very front
she saw a pale face that struck a chill of
fear to her heart It waa Mortimer's. She
had not even thought of bla being there.
She had eluded the close scrutiny of all
tbe others who were likely to recognize
ber, but there, within ten yards, were eyes
almost certain to penetrate her disguise.
Tbe girl turned ber face away. She knew
Mortimer well enough to know that if he
did recognise her he would make no sign.
"That's our horse," declared Old Bill,
as Lauzanne passed. "He's all right, bet
your life; he's fit ter go all day. The
geeser as trains him ain't no mug. Let's
go up to tbe stand where we can see the
whole show. Then we'll ome down and
cash it. Say, pard. It tbla goes through
I'll blow you off to a bottle of the best.
Wine ain't none too good fer this coup."
Altogether It was aa though fate had
found pleasant domicile In the ancient
clothing of Old BUI, and was using their
unique wearer as a protective agent to ward
off evil from both Mortimer and the girl.
As they Jogged toward the starting post
Allls allowed Lauzanne to lag. She wished
to avoid Redpath. But the Indian waa a
horse of uncertain temperament, and pres
ently,, with a foolish aide rush, he can
noned fair Into Lauzanne. In the melee
Redpath looked full Into Allia' eyea at
abort range, bla face went white in an In
stant. Love eyes are wise eyes, and he
knew.
"You!" be cried, pulling hard at hla
horse's mouth. "It's you. Miss " He
stopped suddenly. "God! I'm glad I know
thla," he Jerked between set teeth, as he
fought the Indian who waa nearly pulling
him out of tbe saddle.
"It's bersuse he'll gsllop tor you. Isn't
It? You didn't think I was a wrong one
It wasn't because you couldn't trust me
you took the mount away, waa tt?"
The Indian, quieted by the sleep chest
nut, wss going steadier.
"No; It's because Lauzanne won't give
hia running for any one but me," the girl
answered,
Tbe boy remained silent, thinking ovsr
why be was on the Indian. - There wss a
certain morsl obliquity about his present
position. The new light of his discovery
showed blm this strongly. His feeling
hsd been played upon by tbe owner of the
Indian, at Langdou's instigation. He had
been told that tbe Porters had not given
him the mount on Lauzsnne because they
distrusted him. He bed been put on the
Indian to make running for the Dutchman.
There was nothing really patently dishon
est sbout this arrangement, and Redpath'a
mind had been dulled to fine discrimina
tion by the idea tbat be waa falsely dis
trusted. Presently Redpath spoke with sharp de
cision. In quick, broken sentences, for they
were nearing tbe starter. "I'm in to make
the running, this crook's got no license to
win. Don't you bother about him he'll
come back to the others fast enough when
he's done. When you want an opening to
get through. Just come bang Into me 111
be next the rail; yell "Lausanne" an' I'll
pull out. I'll give them blasted crooks
something to stare st. Dcn't gallop your
mount's head off chasing tbls sprinter bail
be beat when we swing Into the stretch.
Donf go wide at the turn you can have
my place. I'll make It wide for aomethlng
else, though."
They were at tbe pott. Allia had not
spoken. Phe had listened gratefully to Red
path's string of kindly directions. The
presence of a friend In the rare cheered
her. The discovery she haj dreaded had
come as a blessing.
(To Be Continued )
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New York City has lbu.uuo organized
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The South Wales Miners' federation has
a membership of 120,000.
It takes the constant labor of 60.000 peo
ple to make matches for the world.
It la estimated that there are over 22.000
union electrical workers In North America.
Railroads In this country emnlnv over
I 000,000 people at an annual cost for wages
ami salaries of over $600,000,000.
An Increase of 20 per cent has been
granted the machinists of the Atlantic
Coast Line In the Florence (S. C.) shops.
New York bricklayers received B0 cents a
day for fourteen nouns' labor In 1776. They
now receive h.bu tor eigm nours.
The employes of the ' various cemeteries
of Ban Franclnco, Cal., have formed them
selves into a union, it is tneir purpose io
organise the cemetery workmen of the
United States.
It Is estimated that there are 800.000 work
ing people In the city of Chicago, and the
b2S different trades unions claim about to
per cent of that number as members. About
85 per cent of all the vsrlous crafts In the
city are orgamzea, ana during me iri two
years, the most prosperous period Chicago
has ever seen, the labor organizations have
reached their greatest power and influence.
The Increase ir the number of unions has
been 200 per cent and the membership 4"0
per cent.
After working for thirty-two years Wil
liam 8. Hughes, a New York machinist,
fierfected a smoke-consuming device for
ooomotlve and other engine boilers.
Hughes had no capital to back his inven
tion, but succeeded In having It brought to
the notice of Cornelius Vanderbllt. The
millionaire mechanic had the device tested
on an elevated train locomotive under his
personal Inspection, maklnx a trip from
the Battery to Harlem. Mr. Vanderbllt
has decided to "id Hughes In the matter.
In its annual report on strikes and lock
outs In 1901 the British Board of Trade
notes a large decrease In the number ot
labor disputes and In the number of work
ers Involved. There were 642 disagreements
that year, sfTectlng 17B.&48 work people.
This is the smallest number both of dis
putes and persons involved reported since
I8V7 and the Improvement Is attributed tn
l growing tendency to settle labor troubles
by arbitration. The report says that 73 per
cent of all changes In wages and hours
were put In effect after arbitration.
A macnine wnicn win arm square noies
has at lHSt been made. An Knsllahman
named Edward Segtts Is the Inventor, and
his apparatus is ssid to have solved a prob
lem neretoiore regaraea as neing aooui a
unacompllehable as the mathematical Im
possibility of "squaring" the circle. Segltx'a
machine is a "three-winged" drill, seml
rnund. which vet cuts four straight edges
In Its rotary motion. That Is. the motion
appears to the eye to be rotary, nut there
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flange which produces the square cut, tri
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CONSVBIALITIES.
The date for Die wedding of Bishop
Potter to Mrr. Clark Is October 14. The
ceremony will be performed In Christ
church, which Is within a stone's throw of
Mrs. Clark's elegant country house, Fern
leigh. Hector Stephens, aged 71, and Mary Sam
uels, aged 55, were married Saturday even
ing at Apalacon. Pa. Forty years sgo
Stephens loved Mrs. Samuels. He later
Wtfnt to Nevada and married. Mrs. Sam
uels alHc married. Recently both loat their
early partners In life. Correspondence be
tween them followed and they decided to
marry. Stephens drove a team from Ne
vada to Pennsylvania to meet his affianced.
Not often Is love of a business carried so
far as that eloping Denver maker of arti
ficial legs has carried It. He married a
woman for whom he made one of these
Emulations. So great was his pride In his
workmanMhlp. Now he has run away, with
another female client.
Miss Nellie M. Brown, for some time a
teacher In the government Indian school at
Crow Creek agency. South Dakota, haa Just
been married to Fred Medicine Crow, a full
blooded rednkln belonging to the Crow
Creek reservation. The bride halls from
Washington, which also was the home of
Cora Belle Fellows, the society belle who
married Chaska. the Sioux a union which
turned out deplorably.
What Milwaukee and St. Joe are to Chi
cago In the way of elopements Jersey City
Is to New York, and Justice of the Peace
Roe of the last named place haa tied a
great many hurried knots. He has Just an
nounced, however, that when he has tho
sltghteet doubt as to the legal age of high
contracting parlies he will require them to
make affidavit. "There are too many silly,
thoughtless marriages," says the justice,
"snd I don't propose to cater to such mad
ness." It haa remained for a Chicago bank, ac
cording to newspaper reports, to fix not sn
age limit but nn Income limit for young
men contemplating matrimony. It hss set
the mark for Its clerks at least 11.000, and
the young men have protested and threat
ened to strike. They think It unjust and
cruel that an employe should Jeopardise his
position If he ventures to tske himself a
wife, before he has "raised" to tl.ono, espe
cially when the "raises'" are alow and long
coming.
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been so occupied In thinking of what he
had agreed to himself that he had given
no thought to what his wife promised, and
he didn't fare a cnt anyway, so long as
she agreed to marry him. The Judge says
thst husband and wife form a partnership.
Therefore their Interests are mutual and
neither ahould be called upon to "obey" the
other.-
Whs- He Rejoiced.
Chloago News: "Mother writes thst she
la coming to spend a few weeks with us."
remarked the bride of three short months
as she glanced over a letter at the break
fast table.
"The saints be praised!" exclaimed the
man who had once declared thst he eould
pot live without her. "Your mother, at
least, Is a splendid cook."
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