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doubtedly going to hold the evidence until he got his price.” “Mr. Rushington,” said Frances, an can I ever thank you p” “It’s impossible for you to do it,” returned Phil, smiling, “so I wouldn’t try.” Drawing his watch from his pocket, he had a look at the time. “If we hurry,” he added, “we can get back and have a little supper before the grand entry. The officers have gone with Lovejoy, so we might as well trail after them.” Wister had already mounted, and now As the latter swung into the saddle Mrs. Hackett came forward leading Rush’s horse. leaned on her shotgun and anxiously asked: “You won’t forget the promise you gnade about lettin’ us in, will you, Mr. Rushing- ton?” “All you'll Good-by !” He waved his hand at Mrs. Hackett, Josh and the little girl in the sunbonnet as he rode “Certainly not,” he laughed. have to do will be to ask for me. away with his three companions. “You will ride in the grand entry to-night, will you, Phil?” asked Dora, who found her- self galloping along at Phil’s side. “That depends, little girl,” he answered. ~“T could not afford to pique my star rider by not riding with her, for she might go off on a tangent, and the performance would lose — one of its best features.” her lips at this and looked a little defiant. “On the other hand,” continued Phil, “I could not bear to hurt the feelings of a young lady whom I like better than any other girl Dora pursed up in the world, so—well, I may have to stay out of the ring again this evening.” “Not on my account, wie oe Dora. “It aa “?) ~ : . « ») Ss wr A . i 7 : 7 a’ 3 ral / ei Py ©. bow “» j - , : » +. a ~<., nes . J Re ° = ~ Pas is ”*> X - ,— a Zz sto a mata . *, 4 a an * a: a " pi —— : - ¥ . bd »” of ee : . ™ fey >. ee ° , 53 Jk ‘ ts baie sh 4 . a” ao ~. Le os os. Dp <ad to aS ie 9 * RE sod eee ee: a fa ‘a s 7) ih a ie ove see v neo a : ‘ . a ~*~ ni fo} i * ‘ vee “ % %> , 2 eas Se b. AS a i ‘. ad nS 7 it, Allan a i Hoos oe =. - - eee es Se we eR ot ee ee ee ee ee Pe elo PS ak ——_ rN - ~ se t - i“. J > ° 4 br hig oe oe ‘a - “4 we a * x : ~t ‘ * As we. . ars, _— ». “va 4 « ¢ ; mm, ry . ‘, <~ . « . , > aes “YY ; 7 1, hee * w “Fi, ? pees e K ‘ J a cs ¥ sa HA DO AND DARE WEEKLY, are “ was wrong of me to place you in such a poste mes tion, but I did not think of all that it fieant™: Pie to you. I will not take part in the grand — entry to-night. Will you forgive me for doing so this afternoon ?” “There is nothing to forgive, dearest,” he answered. “I saw only that you were trying to help us out by taking Eona’s place.” He rode close to her, kissed her, and they galloped on after Wister and Frances. K a * ac e * Frances Ardsley’s first appearance in the On the way back she declared that she would ride again if neces- ring was also her last. sary to fill out the. programme, and_ she begged to be allowed to do so as a slight ex- pression of her gratitude to Rush for all that While Rush could not very well refuse, at the same time he did not he had done for her. care to have her do this, and he was glad to find, when they got back to the lot, that Eona was on hand and determined to play her part as usual. That night Frances bade Rush, Dora and Walt good-by and returned to Edwardsville, the prisoners also going on the same train in charge of two officers. For several days Phil heard nothing further concerning the mystery of “the unknown rider of the ring,”’ and then he received the following letter at one of the towns where the Mossman & Rushington Circus and Hippodrome had pitched its tents: “Dear Mr. Rusuinaton: I am writing to you, from the depths of my heart, for the gen- erous assistance you rendered Miss Ardsley in searching for a clue to prove my innocence in a certain matter which was explained to you by her. I was unfortunate and with et : oe one friend in the ae a Ce ae = , ew - E. . | ~ 7, ar rr wv, "(ted es SCOMIEBOOKS. CO