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Show rtj RACING FOR LIFE. Tho rttrniiRer Hu1 n flood llorsp, Hut Ho Didn't Nocil It Ijinij. . I was hoofing it nlongahlghwny In Arkansas, Ar-kansas, my horso having gono doud lamo nnd bulng loft with n farmer, whon a man driving n horso nnd buggy overtook mo nnd InviUsl mo In rido, write n Now ork Bun reporter. Iwns only too thankful for tho tiller, nnd whon I gotlnbesldo lilralllknd hla looks. Ho offered mo n cttfnr. Wo exchanged ex-changed nnine. Ho wna Informed on politics pol-itics and current ovents. It was n spanking spank-ing horso ho had, and ho kopt n steady gait tor ratio nttor mile. Tho only thing thnt puzzlod mo wn tho way ho had of looklnn behind cyory fow minutes, and 1 finally Inquired: In-quired: tr "Aro you expecting somo friend to over-tako over-tako you I" "Woll, no-not a f rlond," ho replied. "Kncmlesl" "It may bo thnt tho sheriff nnd hi posao will bo foola enough to try nnd ovortnko mo." "My friend, I said, after swallowing tho lump which suddenly gathered In my throat, "1 thoro nny good roar on why tho slici Iff should want to ovortnko you. This I rather blunt, I'll admit, but If I hurt your feelings I am ready to bog pardon." "Oh, no harm dono," ho laughed. "I borrowed bor-rowed thl hOrao nnd rig about two hour ago without tho formality of asking, nnd tha owner may bono to rcoovor It. Ion't glvo yourself nny upoaslnoas, however. 1 run to boraos nnd not to highway robbery." Throo miles furthor on, na wo roan n hill, ho looked bock and then pulled up nnd said i "Wo must part hero. Tho ahorlfl: and a half n dozen othors nra la pursuit, and ovory ound of weight will now toll." "1 am vory much obliged to you for your klndooss." -yy "Oh, not at all. Yonr socloty hna boon reward enough. I would suggest that you enter that thlckot and Ho cloao until the party got by. When nn Arkansas thoria gets nftcr a stolen borso ha means to hurt somobody, nnd bin crowd Isn't particular who It Bhoot nt. And, say, you nocdu't mako any special effort to report that you havasoaumo. Bavoyt". "I wou't." A "Then gotxl bye. " Ho put tho horso on ndoail nin, and wo ont of night In two minutes. I scroted niysoll n dlroutod, nnd In a few minutes tha piao thumli'red by In n cloud of dust. I followed nt n leisurely gait, and nt tha ond of two hours oamo upon them grouped around a treo Hanging from a limb was tlio lifeless body of my friend of tho road, and thoy were now waiting for tho blown nud cxhauatod horses to rocupornto. |