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L SOCaEHTED BY THE PIAY BY 2'"' M' l3 ™ s * ittwliL lilijs ft- 3By "Don’t forget me,” said Fresno, pushing Into the light. "Mr. Berkeley Fresno, of Leland Stanford University.” “Hello, FrezI” Speed thrust out his hand ■warmly. Not so the Californian. He replied, with hauteur: “Fresno! F-r-e-s n-o;" and allowed the new-comer to grasp a limp, moist hand. “Ah! Go to the head of the class! I’m sorry you broke your wrist, how ever. ” The eastern lad spoke light ly, and gave the palm a hearty sqeeze, I then turned to Jean. “I dare say you are all disappointed. Miss Chapin, that Culver didn’t oome with me, but he’ll be along in a day or so. I simply couldn’t wait” He avoided glancing at Helen Blake, whose answering blush was lost In the darkness. “I did think when you drove up that might be Mr. Covington with you,” Miss Chapin remarked, wistfully. “Oh no, that's my man.” Speed glanced around him. “And, by-the way, where Is be?” The sound of i ngry voices came through the gloom, then out Into the j Tight came Still Bill Stover. Willie, and Carara, dragging between them n globular person who was rebelling loudly. "Stover, what Is this?" questioned Miss Chapin, stepping to the edge of ths veranda. -This gent stampedes In the midst of our welcome.” explained the fore- 1 man, “so we have to rope him before he gets away." It was seen now that Carara's lariat was tightly drawn ( about the new arrival’s waist. Then the valet broke Into coherent speech, but he spoke a tongue not common to his profession. “Nix on that welcome stuff,” he burst forth, In husky, alcoholic ac cents; “that goes on the door mat!’’ It was plain that he was very angry. “If that racket means welcome. I don’t want it. Take that clothes-line off of me." Carara loosened the noose, and hit captive rolled up the steps mop ping his face with his handkerchief. “What made you run away?” de manded 8peed. “Any time a bunch of bandits un hitch their gats. I’m on my way.” sput tered the fat man. “I’m gun-shy, see? And when this hold-up comes off I beat It till that Cuban rummy with the medals on his dicer rides a live hors*; ud my back." “You don’t appreciate the honor ” explained his employer; then turning to the others, he announced: “Will you allow me to introduce Mr. Law renoe Glass? He isn’t really a valet, you know, Miss Chapin, and he doesn't oare for the west yet. It is his first trip." “I have heard my brother speak of Larry Glass,” said Jean, graciously. Mr. Glass court* sled awkwardly and swinging his right foot back of hla left, tapped the floor with his toe. “You were a trainer at Yale when Jack was there?” “That's me,” Mr. Glass wheezed, j “I’m there with the big rub. too. Wal ly said he was going to train during vacation, so he staked me to a trip out here, and I came along to look after him." “Come into the house,” said Jean. “Stover will see to your baggage.” Aa they entered. Mr. Berkeley Fres no saw the late arrival bend over Helen Blake, and heard him murmur: "The same unforgettable eyes of Italian blue.’’ And Mr. Fresno decided to dislike Wally Spaed, even If it required an •flat CHAPTER IV. T was on the following morning that Miss Blake made bold to request her favor from J. Wallingford Speed. They had succeed ed In isolating themselves upon the vine-shaded gal lery at the rear of the house, and the conversation I had been largely of athletics, but this. Judging from the rapt expression of the girl, was a subject of surpassing Interest. Speed, quick to take a cue, plunged on. “I would have made th© Varsity basket-ball team myself If I hadn’t been so tiny," said Helen. “I have always wanted to be tall, like Ro berta." “I shouldn’t oare for that,'* said th® AJMMANCE OF AFFECTION By Rex Beach young man. “You know she was a wonderful player?” “So I’ve heard.” “Do you know,” mused Helen, *T have never forgotten what you told me that first day we met. About your ’rlendshlp for Mr. Covington. I think it is very unselfish of you.” “Oh, I wouldn’t say that.” ventured :he young man. vainly racking his Train. "Nobody could help liking Cul ver.” “Yes; but how many men wr lid ttep aside and let their best friend win >rlze after prize and never undertake to compete against him?” Speed blushed faintly, os any mod •st man might have done. “Did I tell you that?" he inquired. “Indeed you did.” “Then please don’t speak of it to a nortal soul. I must have said a great Seal that first day. but —” “But I have spoken of It, and I said t thought it was fine of you." “You have spoken of It?" “Yes; I told Jean.” The Yale man undertook to chang© .he conversation abruptly, but Miss was a determined young lady. She continued: “Of course, it was very magnanim ous of you to always step aside In ’avor of your best friend; but It isn’t •air to yourself—it renlly isn’t. And io I have arranged a little plan where by you can do something to prove your prowess, and still not interfere with Mr. Covington in the least.” Speed cleared his throat nervously. "Tell me.” he said, “what It is.” And Miss Blake told him the story of the shocking treachery of Humpy Joe, together with the miserable un doing of the Flying Heart. “Why. those poor fellows are broken-heart ed," she concluded. “Their despair over losing that talking-machine would be If It were not so tragic. I told them you would win it back for them. And you will, won’t you? Please!” She turned her blue eyes Qpon him appealingly, and the young man was lost. “11l take ten chances,” he said. -Where does the raffle come off?" "Oh. It Isn’t a raffle, it’a a foot-race. You must run with that Centipede cook.” "I! Run a race!" exclaimed the young college man. aghast. “Yes, I’ve promised that you would. You aoe, this Isn’t like a college event, and Culver Isn’t here yet." "But he’ll be here in a day or so." Speed felt as If a very large man were choking him; he decided his collar was too tight. "Oh, I’ve talked It all over with Jean. She doesn’t want Culver to run. anyhow.” "Why not?" Inquired he, suspicious ly. “I don’t know, I’m sure." "If Miss Chapin doesn’t want Culver to run, you surely wouldn’t want me to." "Not at all. If Mr. Covington knew the facto of the case, he would be only too happy to do It. And, you see, you know the facts." Speed was about to shape a gracious but firm refusal of the proffered honor when Still Bill Stover appeared at the steps, doffed his faded Stetson, and bowed limply. “Mornin*. Miss Blake.” To the rear Speed saw three other men —an In dian, tall, swart, and saturnine, who walked with a limp; a picturesque Mexican with a spangled hat and sil ver spurs, evidently the captor of Lawrence Glass on the evening previ ous; and an undersized little man with thick-rimmed spectacles and a heavy-hanging holster from which peeped a gun-butt. All were smiling pleasantly, and seemed a bit abashed “Good morning, Mr. Stover.” said Helen, pleasantly. “This is Mr. Speed, of whom T spoke to you yesterday.” Stover bowed again and mumbled something about the honor of this, meeting, and Miss Blake cast her eyes over the other members of th© group, saying, graciously: “I’m afraid I can’t introduce your friends; I haven’t met them.” The loquacious foreman came promptly to the rescue, rejoicing in an opportunity of displaying his oratori cal gifts. “Then I’ll make you acquainted with the best brandin’ outfit in these parts.” He waved a long, bony arm at the Mexican, who flashed his white teeth. “This Greaser is Aurello Marla carara. Need I say he's Mex, ana a preemeer roper?” Carara bowed, and swept the ground with his high-peaked head-piece. “The Maduro gent yonder is Mr. Cloudy. His mother being a Navajo squaw, named him accordin’ to the rights and customs of her tribe, selecting the title of (Toudy-but-the- Sun-Shlnes, which same has proved a misnomer, him bein’ a pessimist for fair.” Miss Blake and her companion smil ed and nodded, at which Stover, en couraged beyond measure, elaborated “He’s had a hlst’ry, too. When he reaches man’s real-estate the Injun agent ropes, throws, and hog-ties him. then sends him east to be cultivated. Tie spends four years kickin’ a foot ball —" Speed Interrupted with an exclamation of genuine Interest. “Oh, It’s true as gospel,” the fore man averred. “When he goes lame In his off leg they ship him bnck. and In spite of them handicaps ho has be come one rustlin' savage at a round up" “What college did you attend?” in quired Speed, politely. The question fell upon unresponsive ears. Cloudy did not stir nor alter the direction of his sombre glance. “He don’ talk none,” Stover explain ed. “Conversation, which I esteem as a gift devlne, is a lost nrt with him. I reckon he don’t average a word a week. What language he did know he has forgot, and what ho ain’t forgot ho distrusts." Turning to the near-sighted man who had been staring at the college fouth meanwhile, the spokesman took a deep breath, and said, simply ret proudly, as if describing the piece le resistance of this exhibition: "The four-eyed gent is Willie plain Willie, a born range rider, and the >est hip shot this aide of the Santa Fe Tall!" Speed beheld an undersized man of n determinate age. hollow-chested, hin-faced, gravely benignant. It was lot alone his glasses that lent him a icholarly appearance; he had the itooped shoulders, the thoughtful ln enslty of gaze, the gentle, hesitating lackwardness of a book-raised man. Ipeed acknowledged the introduction ileasantly, while the benevolent little nan blinked back of his lenses. Stover addressed himself to Miss Blake. "I told the boys what you said, . ntast and we four has come as a dele gation to find out if It goes.” “Mr. Speed and I were Just talking ibout It when you came,” said Helen. *l*m sure he will consent If you add four entreaties to mine.” “It would sure be a favor.” said the :ow-man, at which the others drew learer, as If hanging on Speed's an iwer. Even Cloudy turned his black •yea upon the young man. The object of their co-operate ga/.e shifted his feet uncomfortably and felt minded to flee, but the situation would not permit of it. Besides, the affair Interested him. His mind was work ing rapidly, albeit his words were hesitating. “But I’m not In condition,’’ objected the youth. “Mr. Glass said you was never bet ter than you are right now. Anyhow, you don't have to bust no records to beat this cook. He ain’t so' fast.” “It would sure be a kind-hearted act If you’d do It for us,’’ said the little man In his high, boyish voice. It was a shock to discover that he spoke in a Felt aa If a Large Man Waa Choking Him. dialect. “There’s a heap of sentiment connected with this affair. You see, outside of being a prize that we won at considerable risk, there goes with this phonograph a set of reecords. among which we all have our special favorites. Have you ever heard Madam-o-sella Melby sing The Holy City?” “I didn’t know she sang it,” said Speed. “Take It from me, she did, and you’ve missed a heap.” “You bet,” Stover agreed, in a hushed, awed tone. "Well, you must have heard Missus Heleney Moray in The Baggage Coach Ahead?” queried the scholarly little man. At mention of his beloved clas sic, Carara. the Mexican, murmured, softly: (Continued on page 8) ! H. C. THCM/.N i E »i ■ ti g Dt ix er in j GROCERIES | 1— ——AM I ! FRESH MEATS ! 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