Cinder Path Tales

QUEERED THE "MILE" 69 gradually from indifference to interest, and finally said, with a well-assumed air of ad­ miration, " It must be splendid to be so sure of winning; and don't you have to trainat all?" " Deuced little," he answered; "I go through the motionswith old Brown, but eat and drink just what I like, and sleep fouror eight hours, as I prefer." Now, this wasa bare-faced lie, and his sin found himout as quicklyas in any "goody" book I ever read, for Kitty wenton to say in her pretty way, becoming every moment more genial and fascinating, " Isn't that nice? then you can take a soda with me before I start for home." Remember that I was all the time in the back room with Mr. Holden, listening to the talk, rather hotunder the collar at Black's " old played-out martinet," and wondering what in the world littleKitty wasplotting. Black lookeda little doubtful at her offer; he had trained to thedot, anddid not mean to throw awaya single chance to win, but such an invitation from Kitty was an unheard- of honor, he could not very well eat his words, so he consented with an assumed alacrity, andKitty proceeded to draw a glass of soda for him. And sucha glass of soda as it was! If Mr. Holden had seen it he would have had a fit;