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■■SARSAPARILLA.” By MARTHA Mill LL(K'H-WIM.I AMS. (Copyright, 1890, by S. S. McClure Cos.) Nature meant Jewett for a social phil osopher. Fate in eltin despite made him a racing man. Fate’s instrument was his uncle, a rich and eccentric bachelor, to whom breeding horses and running them afterward had seemed the only things really worth while in a vacuous world. When death came a-knocking at the door he did not think so much about the Jewett name. It was the Wynyard stable which weighed upon his mind—so Jewett inherited his for tune contingently upon keeping up the stable. Jewett did not complain. He had no consuming desire to keep on working, though he hod worked with fair success, and hard enough to give an exquisite relish to idling, now that idling was, in a manner, duty. Moreover, he found himself mightily entertained; the turf was wholly anew held of observation to him. Bud Heaton, the trainer, whom Jewett had inherited along with the sta ble, was a continuing delight. Bud was a wiry feilow, six foot at least, given to dislocating the commonwealth’s Eng lish and set in his ways as the everlast ing hills. He knew a horse when he saw it, alive and having its being, but nothing living ever moved him to en thusiasm. That was the prerogative of the dead. He had a reverence amount ing almost to awe for pedigree. Nat urally, to his mind, it was sacrilege of the worst sort to name a colt or filly ex cept in such fashion as to at least sug gest either sire, dam or the bright par ticular star of the line. So, when Jewett said of a sleepy, droop-headed chestnut filly, !ong-wais<ed to lankiness: ‘‘Call her Sarsaparilla! Never saw a more palpable case of that tired feeling!” the trainer protested: "I tell yer whut—no critter woon't never earn oats, much less noihin’ more, ef you call it out o' its name that-a-away. "Send Out Sassy and Make Her Como In Fir.-t. Whon She Does Give Her One Rod Apple, One and No More, Understand.” That thar filly’s bred to run—Hanover out o' a Great Tom mare—little as she looks It. You jest as well shoot her right now, aster go an’ name her some thin’ that don't mean nothin'. Now I had thought Tomhanner would be just the size ” Jewett shook his head obstinately: "Heaton, you are ungrateful, and short sighted,’’ he said. "The name strikes me as a positive inspiration. You can short en it either way. In thei stubje it may be Sassy, or ’Hilly, just as you choose." Then he strolled oft, laughing, with his hands in his pockets. Heaton shook a fist after him, and slapped the filly on her quarter. It was a quarter full of power-in fact, here was power every where. although the creature was mod eled on lines so ungainly. She had been highly tried, and Heaton had had great hope of landing wilh her one of the leg 2-year-old events. Now he said, spiteful ly: “Win the nursery! Nothin’. You couldn't win a quarter race, carryin’ thSt name.” , _ , Sarsaparilla drooped her head and look ed sleepier than ever. Rut that after noon. she picked up her name and her fi3 pounds, and simply smothered a field that had the best colts of the season in it. Still Heaton was ugly. "Walt! The hoodoo, hadn’t had no time ter work,” he said. Sure enough. Ihe next week. Sar saparilla. with her threo-tiound penalty, rame In a bad last behind half the colts she had defeated with such ease. "H-m! Turn her out. and let her grow up to the name,” Jewett said sagely by wav of answer to Heaton’s lamentations. Heaton would not agree to that. He kept the filly going, and she seemed to thrive on hard work. She ate lustily, frolicked and pranced in her exercise, nipped her rubber if he did not use her exactly to her liking, and found out that she pos sessed a fine handy pair of heels. She also ron beautifully, the day before a race. Race days were her chosen seasons of elegant leisure. After three months of it Jewett sent her forcibly to grass. He had been tempted to sell her-but selling except be tween seasons, was against ynyard Stable traditions. Besides the filly had won out more than a season's expenses that lucky first time. She came hack to training in her 3-yenr-old form, lankee, leggier, ungainller than ever. Speedier, too—when she chose to run. The when was always an unknown quantity, until after the race. Sometimes she ran her rare over night, after her old habit. At others she simply w'ould not work, but went away from the post like a lama, and was never headed until she came to the wire. If her owner had not been lucky enough to back her decently when she lost, and let her run loose when she won, he would have come though (he season without a thread of character. Heaton smek dog gedly to his antipathy to the name, swear ing over and over, that as Tomhanner. the brown mare would have turned out another Miss Woodford, or at least a bigger Firenzi. T-lenlon believed in luek. you see. So did Jim. the brown mare’s black rubber; so, most of all. did Extry, her rider, who was Jim’s stepson, the. Wynyard Stable's second jockey, and an rear a bundle of whipcord, steel wire and whalebone as a black lad 18 years old well could be. "I done call dat dnr boy Extry ’cause he sholy Will ih’owed In ter dc mat h I made. I nuver drenmpt Mriar had 'im ” Jim explained to Jewett. Jewett liked Ex try. So did Sarsaparilla—shortened In sua ble mouths to Sassy, as Jewett had fore told. She had promoted Extry, Indeed, from stable boy to jockey: and would run for him. when she would run at all. bet ter than for anybody else. Asa conse quence Extry worshipped her. She rev eled In long racies. When Extry held her hard, knowing there was nothing ahead, ond the winning post a good mile away, he was In heaven. The wind of her mad rush might almost blind him. his head might grow dizzy os the furlong posts flashed past, and the roar of the grand stand swell hoarse and angry as the growl of stormy seas, hut he did noi mind. He had only one conscious and vital purpose —to get there first. If he caught the thunder of hoofs behind he lay n little* further over her neck ond called almost In her car: “Git dar, old 'ooman! Git dar! Git dar!" She got there oflen enough to make the talent respect her, and the le'ilng ring hate her. She was the unknown quantity forever disturbing their equa tions of profit and loss. She whs wholly without form: a creature of whim and tricky Impulses, of whom her owner and trainer both said they could say nothing: except that the worse her trial showed her the better her race was apt to prove her. So there was rejoSncing keen and sin cere. when in her 4-year-old form. Sarsa parilla proved a consistent loser. It appear ed she c'ould not win. at any weights, nor in any company. The wise men scored Jewett for keeping her in training. It was an insult alike to the turf, and the Wyn yard stable, they said. The sayings each and several, were precious in Heaton’s sight. He collected them religiously— they were said in print you understand— and fired them at Jewett in season and out. Jewett only smiled. Somehow he had more faith in Extry than in all the wise men. And Extry said: “No sir-ee! ’Tain’t nuffiti de matter, ’ceptin dat de ole ’ooman don’ want ter try—not er little bit. She savin’ herself fer somp'n. No. sir! 1 dunno whut hit is. Hut she know. Eet yo’ la t and liar on dat. An’ when de time come, she gwine stretch out her neck, and take h r foot s under ’er—an* make all e rest whar's a-runnin’ looi: like er postage stamp ’side er hundred ddlnr bill.” Jewett walked around the mare, strok ed h r glossy sinewy neck, felt, her clean legs fie** of strain or hi mish, 1 sL.nel to the firm, equal breathing of her heart, and the easy deep breathing after a bruising gallop and agreed with his jockey. To all Heaton’s remonstrances, he had one answer: “She has earned her cats already. You can surely mike those o;her beggars earn her entrance money along with htr own. ’ Partly through sentiment, but more through whim, J wett r fused to turn her out. or retire her next season. He en tered her lib rally in whatever events were open to aged animals. To the dis credit of the turf be it said, they are none too p enty, although the scant num ber includes prizes well worth winning, The chit test of them within Jewett’s purview was the gold challenge cup, a pretty bit of plaUe. which came to its winner brimming over with gold coin. It was a long race—2% miles—over a course to try to the uttermost breath and speed, and stay. No mare had ever won, it, in all th sixty years s nee first it was offered. It was one of the mighty few fixtures r> maining from the palmy days before the war, when gentlemen of the south country thought nothing of matching their cracks for $:0,000 a side, nor of laying twice that sum outside, upen the pride of their stables. The Wynyard stable had won the cup twice—once in its first year aid again in ils last under old Hugh Jewett. Naturally Randall Jewett, the nephew, who had, in course of five years, found out something of the sport’s fascination, was eag-u to win it n third time. He name! three for it —Himself, a slashing Rack Himyer, coming four years old; Tenderfoot, a ieng striding bay, remotely descended from Lady Beel, and Sarsaparilla, the despised. Heaton scoffed grimly over the last nom ination. “Reckon you know the fo-feit's an even SIOO in this here circus,” he said. “It’s yer own money—l ain't got nare wo and to say agin the waste on it —but I do ay, It’s 'noogh ter make old man Hugh the u:) and turn over in his coffin—the Idee of that corntrairyi critter that woon’t beat a cow exceptin’ jest as she takes the no tion, runnm’ in his colors. 1 tell you when he lived evrybody knowed him as they knowed old John Harper—when they seen his packet on top o'er hoss, they Knov/'d it meant er hoes race from eend ter eend.’’ Even Extry’s fai’h seemed to falter a little. “De old* ooman. she des as' lib< ly as er cricket,’’ he said. “But—she lett n’ herself git sorter fat. Whut you make outen dat Marse Jewett? Seem like i r me, she (sorter got de notion ter quit.’ “We won’t let her quit—not Just yet." Jewett said. "You tell Sassy for me, Ex try, that if she really does want to quit, she must win the Gold Challenge. If sir will only do that—and I am certain she can—she sail never look through a bridle again.” "Maybe she mought do hit. of she thunk dat cup will: full er apples,;’ Extry said. • She do tnos’ anything for er good leg bail—but L-a-w-d-ee! please suh, don’t you ti ll Missor Heaton hd’ old man Jim ’bout my savin’ dat—er Sassy wus ter .lie no matter whut ailded her. dam two would •olar hit was ’ease I gin her des dem lit tle tas’es ob fruit.” “I’ll never tell; never in the world, Jewett said, promptly. Then he whistled and added: "Extry, you’re a special prov idence. You have given me an idea.” He walked away chewing hard upon It. Apples! Sarsaparilla! Dared he try it? Heaton would snort —maybe resign if he knew. It was against all stable tra dition—if he did try ii. and the mare lost, the world would certainly say she had been trained on purpose to lose. There tofore he had not cured a great deal What the foolish world said of the things; it but half understood. Now he had to take account of its verdict. He was deep in love with Constance Eyre, sole daugh ter of Maj. Eyre of the Bluffs, the great est stickler for nice points of turf honor anywhere south of Mason and Dixon’s line, The major held that a turfman s reputation was like a woman’s—irretriev ably stained by even unjust suspicion. He h a< i raced himself in his younger days Non- he bred only runners, but that kept him fully in touch with all matters of the turf. . „ “It's the stiffost old Hsk going. Be hanged, though. If I don’t take it,” Jewett said next morning, as he walked to the ■stabile about daylight. Heaton stared as though he thought his employer stark mad. when Jewett said to him: “Old man, we re going to try an experi ment. Yes, w>. You have got to be in it the same as myself. Send out Sassy this morning to work with the slowest thing in the stable nnd make her come lii first—even If the oiher fellow's head has to lie pulled half off. When she does come first give her an appie—a ripe red apple, sweet and juicy. One appie and no more, understand. To-morrnw do the same thing—only make it two apples. You must never get beyond that. Keep tt up all week, then let her run true. If she comes first, well and good; she gets the apples. If she sulks she don't. Stick to that programme until further orders, meantime giving her every chance to beat the best we've got in stall.” “I understand, sir,” Heaton said with grim, yet elaborate deference. "But you understand I'll do it only be use I'm un der contract, and furder. that I'll b II ev erybody what I done and how I done It at your own special order. They'll -e* straight that as the cussed critter won’t win. you’re a-tralntn’ of her to lose. May lie, though, she'll up and die o' wind colic. Ef only she docs, shan't she have er fust class fun’rul—rosewood coffin, sil ver handles, plate glass and all that o' that—with the rest er the bosses strung out behind in mournin'?” "All that can be settled later,” Jewett said airl y. Then he galloped five miles to breakfast at the bluffs, and sun himself In the light of Constance's merry brown eyes. It was early February, but the stir THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, JUNE 17, 1900. of new life was in all things. Hard n< he rode he could glimpse the faint green ing of the new grass, pushing up through last year s brown mat, and hear, sofr and faint, the dove calls from the wood. It was two months to the cup day—it f. 11 always early in April. That was lktl • enough time for his experiment, but a great deal too much for his suspense. He wanted the cup, he wanted Constance as he had never wanted anything before. And he had somehow a sense that he was to win or lose both upon that fateful, swift-coming April day. Three hours later he sat opposite Maj. Eyre in the library at the Bluffs, smoking a particularly sothing cigar and toasting his feet at a snapping open fire. Constance stood l>eside the south window potteting over her plants. All morning she hal shown herself so particularly enchanting Jewett had been tempted to propose at once. The Major himself had been unus ually approachable; he hail, indeed, in dulged in one or two bursts oIL confidence which made Jewett certain tie himsel was coming to be regarded- as one of *h family. So he took his courage at last in both hands, and told of the orders h.* had given his trainer. The Major heard him in silence, then turned and said: “Constance, I—it seems to me you had beet go ami—and write to your Aunt Maria. Say you will come and stay a month with her—and ihat—that I myself may run up, for a week at the last.” “Yes. father!’’ Constance said sweet y, her eyes telegraphing to Jewett a whole code of danger signals. Jewett was aghast. He sprang up to open ihe door for Constance, but the Major got nimbly between. Still holding it open, he said dryly: “I am going out to the stables, Mr. Jewett. Shall I older your horse? Sorry you can t stay longer—but engagements must be kept.” “I wbl go with you.’’ Jewett said; then a* th* y stepped outside: “Maj. Eyre. I cannot pretend to misunderstand you— but please give me in exact words your reason for this dismissal.” “I hardly think that is need d.“ the major stiffly. “Certainly 1 do not wish to say to any man in my own house —especially not to one who is the heir of my dearest friend—that—that a racing man who gives such orders as you have done must be either an unheard-of Idiot— which you are not—or a thorough s roun drel.” “So! It is scoundrelism to try to give yourself an honest chance at the gold cup!” Jewett said through his teeth. “Sir, I had rather lose on a horse prop el ly trained, than win over one running for arpies—even if such a thing were possible. The best wish I can mak” you is that that old brute may die, before this thing g*ts wind, and ruins the fair name of the Wynyard stable.” “Thank you maj9r I will at least keep that—whate.v<r else I may les?,” Jewett .‘-aid, bowing very low. He flung himself into the saddle and sent the horse off at full run. checking only to open the lawn gate. There h*> look and hack and saw in an upper window, faint and uncertainly, Constance waving him a last goodby. When at last ti e cup race was called, all West Side Park was one big guffaw. Notwithstanding, everybody felt % that ihe com <:y of Sarsaparilla and the appl s had ai under-elrment of tiagedy. Jew ett had backed the mare so heavily a* to cripple himself sadly if she lost —and it was certain as anything in ra* inc? could be, she had not the ghost of a chance to wdn. Heaton said so openly. He did net deny, though, that she had thriven on the apples, nor that some.imes s e had run for tnem, as f w mares could run. But she had never held her speed for th * whole distance and soft as she must be through such unheard of pam pering, she could not go the route and 1 ve the pace. It was sure <o be a killing pace. Him self had paid forgeit, but Tenderfoot was. in Heaton’s judgment, fit enough and fast enough to win the Derby—if only he could be miraculously set down in his present fe<tie upon Epsom Downs. “Anti only to think! Not a dollar of stable money on him, exceptin’ my lit fie nab!’ Heaton communed with himself. “Jew ett must be plumb crazy—declarin’ ter win with hoss and mare, and then pui tin’ his whole pile on the ongodliesA crit ter that ever trod a plate.” Tenderfoot was one of the two even money favorites. Her owner’s steadfast support alone kept Sassy as good as 15 io 1. She had got in very well, indeed. Extry weighed a hundred and ten pounds even, so he had neither to make weight nor lose if. He was luckier than Bruce, the weazened head jockey, who had to make good with lead Tenderfoot’s hun dred and twenty. Lustral, the other fav orite, carried a hundred and twenty-two. Whips, conceded to be the best horse in the race, had he top weight, a hundred and thirty. Everybody knew he was as good as anchored by it, so the books laid 8 to 1 against him. Nobody took seriously any of the half a dozen other horses. They W’ere su pers—simply part of the procession, yet well worth looking at, as they paraded past the stand, necks arching, hoofs dancing, the soft sunshine playing On th* gay coiors in saddle so it seemed as if rainbows had been spilled over the broad strstch. For each there were cheers and hand-clappings—strongest of all for Whips, who the public felt, was ill used. Even those w’ho had put their hopes and their money on the other horses gave him a cheery hail. It was otherwise with Sassy. She came last, and headed the other way: “She’s a procession all to herself,” one grinning fellow said to his elbow neighbor. The neighbor chuckled hard: “Yes!” he said; “an apple-cart Reside, with some sugges tion of an almanac.” “Hush! There’s Jewett—the man who owns her,” the grinning man said. The other looked hard, and answered under bis breath: “Say,, hasn’t he got any friends? They might have sent him to the lunatic asylum, and saved him. From all I hear he’ll hardly own a coat to his back when this business is over—hair an hour or so from now.” “I don’t know about that,” another man paid, edging in, and speaking very low; "I’m just from the ring. X tell you those fellows are shaking In their shoes. Strange man has been up and down the line, putting hundred-dollar bets on Sessy —and b’jacks, all but two bookies have turned their slates—and those two have cut the price for her in threes." So many others were about, saying the same thing there was a general craning of necks to watch the big ungainly brown. She held her head iow, and went meekly along as though oppressed with a con sciousness of her own many sins, and the futility of her owner's hopes. He met her at the post, patted her lean neck, and said: ’’Remember, old woman, you are go ing to make or break me,” then to Extry: “Go to the front, stay there—and keep “Make er chalk mark on de saddle cf you wanter, den whup me ef I rubs hit out,” Extry answered. “Dats how I hear um say dee done boys when dls yere gold cup was fust started. I’m de* gwine hang on, keep dee ole ooman's head up, an’ let her run her own set.” The start was tedious. There were halt a dozen breaks with one or two left stand ing. Sassy always moved quickly, ami checked at the recall as though she were a machine. "The brute has no more life than one of Ihe rail posts,” Maj. Eyre said w rathlully aside to the starter. The major had come to see them off, leaving Constance snug on a coachiop in the In- Acid. He ha*l given Jewett only a freezing nod. Now his heart softened a little at thought of the younger man's Inevitable ruin, but regard for turf proprieties for bade a kindlier glance. Jewett ought to know without telling how dishonorable It was to start a horse unfit. It was Inviting Ihe public to disaster, and all' the more reprehensible from the fact that the In vlter himself was certain to share In it. Again the dozen mettled beasts drew Up in line flrty yards behind the flag. Sassy was third upon the outside. That would take her very wide at the turn, hut Jewett was glad. His heart elmost stood still as he saw the line begin to move keeping abreast. Twinkling feet grew faster, faster, faster—the line flash ed past, the flag dipped—a roar s of a whirlwind went up from the packed field, end was caught and echoed In the stand. A few tried to say, “They're olT," but the word* were drowned In a sort of droning cheer. The start was half way around the mile track. The racers would come past it twice ere the race was won and lost. “Come? You must see this finish,” tho starter **aid, dragging Jewett iway with him. Jewett stood up in ihe break .is it raced across the infield, his ev* s glut l to the glass. And thus he saw Sassy settle down to running in an easy, dille tante fashion that hardly swayed Ex try, standing in stirrups. He set his teeth hard. He had never known how great and lively his hope ivu<. until now when he was fin.ling out that all hope was vain The field had swept past be fore he reached the stand. It would com again, and yet again—with who knew what leading. “Take all de room you wants old ’oo man,’’ Extry sang out to Sassy, as he found the others bunching and crowding for the rail. “LTs don’ want no pockets —not ontel de money's won Us wants ter git dar—an’ us wants daylight ter git dar in.” Still Sassy ran as though she were out for a play-spin. Once she mumbled the bit. and Extry's heart gave u great leap: ,“Ef you's memberin’ dem apples, dee is ba’ls ub urn fer ye. in dat dar cup,” he said. Extry had a sublime faith in Sassy’s intelligence. He was cer tain she understood every word. She was almost last—just level with \\ hips, in fact, hut none of the others were so near as to make her feel uncom fortably out of it. Extry leaned farther along her neck, saying: “Ole ’ooman, dis ain't no time fer foolishness. Fust t’ing you know, you gwine Jose yourself—an’ all de rest whar Marse Jewett is got.” They were coming to the stand for the second time. Tenderfoot led the field a length clear of everything, but Taistral, who hung at his throat latch. The su pers were trailing, the worst of them a dozen lengths behind Sassy, who was lr-si of the real contenders. Whips even flaunted his silky flag ahead. Jewe.t shut his eyes, smothering a groan. Sas sy had never won unless she won a’.l the way. It was but a mile now to victory and the gold cup. Already the air was rent with shouts from the partisans of Tenderfoot and Lustra]. Another cry. faint, amazed, half-whim pering, made Jewett open his eyes quick ly. He saw a long brown, moving blur, with a faint red dot on top of it. stream out, collar the leaders and shape itself into a racer against the whitey brown of the course Sassy was running at last, running so swiftly the eye unaided could not mark stretch or gather. She ran low', with a long, stealing stride, stomach almost to earth, neck extended, eyes aflame. After the first cry, stun ned silence held the crowd. It had known Jewett’s crazy niare could run— the question was. could she stay? Sassy answered it In her own way. Dik** the wind hut swifter, she swept the out stretch, heeling on the turn so as not to lose way. She might have taken the rail there, but Extry disdained it. Straight down the middle he came, his lips work ing, tears rolling down his nshy face. “OOp-ee! De oie 'ooman done waked up!" he cried, "but nobody heard him: ihe course had broken suddenly into a babel of cries. They were in the back stretch now—but half a mile away from the gold cup. In less than a minute — but what was that! Tenderfoot was out of it for good, but Lustral had come again. Like an arrow he shot beside th*- brown mare, hugging the rail, and run ning well in hand. His flanks were red and reeking—foam flew from the bit as he ran. Extry ha I flung awety his whip. He wore sputs, but Sassy had never felt their pricking. It liy wholly with her to win or lose the rac . "You see dat dar Mister Luster?" h shouted in her ear. "Ole ooman, you tell him not ter come borderin’ you.” Stride for stride the hots“ and mare went through the backstre.ch, side by side they sprang for heme and the cup Lustral's jockey. Penny, eat down to ride with all his might. Extry half sighed a* he caught the swish of catgut and w the gallant black forge holf a lei gih a heed. Sassy saw it, too. She laid her ea-s flatter than ever, poked her nose forward, gathered herself and sprang even in two bound*. At the furlong poie she w s a neck to ihe good and running strong and free. Extry gulped a great sob of triumph He had follow* *1 Marse Jewett’s lead, au 1 by the hand of his mother risked $lO on hla pet. He remembered that only din lv ns one faint Ingredient in his cup of bliss He dared not look over his shoulder, bat shouts and cries told him Tenderfoot was creeping up. “I don’t keer ef us does run fue >n 1 second—des so us two is fus," he shouted to Sassy. Then, lor a breath, 1 e giew bl nd and sick. Right in front of him .* lift e child, a laughing toddler, four years old, had, while its mother, a trainer's -.'if', was absorbed In watching, crept through the rail, and stood crying uncertainly in the middle of the course. It was in no danger from Lustral—the other horse might also pass it unscathed. Si-s. must swerve or check or run over It. The alternative was murder or defeat. Extry drew long breith. then cl a* across the babel h< hoard Jew tt shout: “Pull up! Pull up! Save the child! No matter about the race!” Extrv pulled to the outside, those be hind him to the rail. The whirlwind hoofs went past the toddler, and Sas.-y had lost her lead. She was n length be hind Lustral, even with Tenderfoot-an! clearly disgusted with the way she had been used. The wire was just a hundred yards ahead. Extry groaned a.oud. "Must be de Lawd; he’s ngin us, ole o>* man." he said. "But-but do try. des er little bit mo’!” The wind was blowing down the stretch. It brought to him a tine and familiar fr<* grance-the scent of full-ripe mellow ap ples. As he sniffed It he shouted: "Glor.* ! Glpry! Go on, ole ooman!” Sassy answer ed him by such a burst of tipped as th- West Side park had never seen. Like the whirlwind, the devouring flame, sh ore along, passer! Lustral, let in day light between herself and him, and went under the wire at a rate that smashed alike the track record and the racer's sex tradition. And as she .-aught the Judge's eye thin men who had crow-ded to the rail just beyond the winning post flung their ha*- up wildly, thereby scattering red apples over the grass ht their feet. They tool other apples from bulging pockets and sent them volleying all over the shouting crowil. When the volleying was finished they joined hands, and executed anew pattern of war dance. In course of whl* !i they hugged themselves impartially and shook hands with each other at least a dozen times. “How did it all happen?” one of them said to Impatient Inquirers. "O. we've had our eyes open all along. We watch* I Sassy at work—wo knew she'd go htr death for apples— anil thnt If she’d run her best, there was just her one in the Radway's Ready Relief, used Inwardly, will In a few mlnues tcure Cramps Spasms. Sour Stomach, Heartburn, Nau sea, Seasickness. Nervousness, Sleeplos enss, 81*-k Hendache, Summer Complaint, Cholera Morbus, Dlorrhoea, I>y entcry. Colic, Flatulency, and all Internal pains. Take 25 Drops of Railway’s Ready Relief In half a tum tilcr of water on rising In the morning to atrengthen and sweeten the stomach and prevent all of those feelings of lassi tude and "tiredness” so common at this season. Radway’s Ready Relief Instantly re lieves and soon cures Bruises, Burns, Bites of Insects, Swelling of the Joints, Lumbago, Inflamma'lons, Congestions. Rheumatism, Neuralgia, Headache. Toothuche. 50 Cents it Ilnttle, Sold 1y Druggists, RADWAY A, CO., 55 Elm St., X. Y. cup race. We didn’t do a thing to the bookies! O. dear, no! They didn’t know we were loaded —with apples. But we’ll let m down pretty easy.” Until Extry had weighed in and Sassy was parading w ith the big hor**< shoe of flowers about her neck. Jewett was ns white as a dead man. He had accepted defeat, which meant ruin—and hero was victory snatched from the very jaws of it. He had“pulled off the brill* before he lei up Sissy to receive l.cr floral price, “i’ll k* ep my word old woman—you shall never put n a* other” he said, as he tossed too bridle far away. Th’ er w 1 par e i b fore him as he came ba k, aud close 1 behind him like a refluent wave. Everybody was anxious ‘ro look at *t!n wonder- Jewett walked bareheaded, as (hough in ;*r* s no cf a sovere*gn princess He knew <’on stai ce was looking at him with her heart i:i her eyes. 11 hal pass *1 bar mote than once that da\. but had not dared to approach her. At the paddock gate Maj. Kyr- met him. The major was almost apopl otic cf o un ttnance “I have c ine to ap logize. Mr. Jewett. " he said. “1 owe you more than apboH s. You have enlighten* and mo have enlightened us all, indeed. You have shown us that there is something more o a horse than w< knew. Pedigree, conformation a: and all that have I een our s andards. and routine our fitich. You have shown us that the horse has—what do you cafl it ?—idlosv nerasl* ■ -especially when the horse is a mar**. By the way, if you could think cf sellli g the mir * that won to-day I gbould like to make an offer. ” “Thank you very much, ms jot*," Jew ett said heartily. shaking the majors hand. *My 1 rand of Sarsaparilla is not for silo—still 1 don’t say you may not l ave her In ihe way of exchange that is not at all fair.” “O,” the major said more apoplectic than **ver, then Irrelevantly. “Constance is with the Bruet s— I know sho wants a chan* e to congratulate y* u— ’* “Not so badly as I want her.’’ Jewett said, very low. The major answered l earning ly. "My do;r fellow there is no counting on qtiything f n.ii in* . but I wi h you th** lu k to get her. an b trictly in cm fi lence, 1 believe you will.” LEOPOLD ADLER. c. 8 ELLIS. President. Vice President. W. F. M’CATTLEY. Cashier. TH&GHfITHfIM BANK SAVANNAH. Will be pleased to receive the account* of Merchants. Firms. Individuals, Banks, anti Corporations. IJberal favors extended. Unsurpassed collection facilities, lmur Inft prompt returns. Separate Savin® Department INTEREST COIU'ItUKUUU RbAJU lEHLI ON DFCPOfiU’*, Gafety Deposit Boxes and Vaults fo rent Correspondence solicited. THE GERMANIA BANK oA V ANN Ail, GA. <‘ap!tal *300.01* Undivided profits 60, 0 w rtua i auk u.itid .is scrvl ea to corpora lions, merchants and individuals. Haa authority to act as executor, ad ministrator, guardian, etc. Issues drafts cn the pilnc'pal cities la Great Britain and Ireland and on tbs Continent. Interest paid or compounded quarterly on deposits In the Saving Department. Safety Boxes for rent. HENRY BLUN. President. GEO. W TIED KM AN. Vice President. JOHN M HOGAN. Cashier. WALTER F. HOGAN. Ass’t Cashier. Tiie Citizens Bank OK SAV AW All. .... CAPITAL $500,000. fittsinesi. Solicits Accounts of Individual*, Merchants, flunk* and other Corpo ration*. Collection* handled with safety, economy and dlnpntcli. Intercut compounded quarterly allowed on deposit* in onr Savings Department. Safety Deposit Boxes and Stora** Vaults. BRANTLEY A. DENMARK, President. MILLS 11. LANE, Vice Pre*ldent. GEORGE C. FREEMAN, Cashier. GORDON L. GROOVER, Asst. Cashier. SOUTHERN BANK of the SLate of Georgia. Capital 160.0) Sin plus and undivided profits—s3Bß 000 DEIOBiTOKY OF THE dTATB *j. GEORGIA. Superior facilities for transacting a General i.iiiKlng Husin-s.-i Collections made on <U! points accessible through oaiiKs and bankers Accounts ui hooks, luanksia. Merchants and others solicited, bale Deposit Boxes for rent. Department of Savings, Interest payable quarterly. Bells Stearltng Exchange on London a end upwards JOHN FLANNERY. President. HORACE A. CRANE. Vloe President JAMES SULTJVAN C*hler. DIRECTORS: JNO. PLANNER i. V\ M W. GORDON. E. A. WEIL. W. W. GORDON, Jr. H A. CRANE. JOHN M. EGAN. LEE ROT MYERS. JOSEPH FEHST. H P. SMART CHARLES ELLia EDWARD KELLY JOHN J. KIRBY. iiillil CAPITAL *350,000. Accounre of banks, merchants, corpora tions and individuals solicited. Savings Department. interest quarterly. Safety Boxes and Storags Vaults for tent. Collections made on all points at rea sonable rates. Drafts sold on ail the chief cities of thi j world. Correspondence Invited. JOSEPH D. WEED. President. JOHN C. ROWLAND. Vice President. No. ICIO. Chartered, list TIIE HUS MM Ml OK SAVANNAH. CAPITAL. DUO,Hitt. SURPLUS, 1’.W.000 UM i ED STATES DEPOSITORY. J. A. U. CARSON, President. BEIR.NE GORDON, Vice President. W. M. DAVANT. Cashier. Accounts of banks and bankers, mer chants and corpor itlons receive*! u;*on the most favorable terms consistent wltb safe and cons rvatlve banking. J. D. WEED * CO •AVANNAII, UA. Leather Belting, Steam Packing & Hose. Agents for NEW YORK RUBBER BELTING AND PACKING COMPANY. |||||| J||f§J| || It tilt nitrarfi A fills' ii ill'll I Nothin:; like Bar-Ben has ever been known j I in the history of modern remedies. It creates I sol, ! flesh. muscle ami strength, clears the Wf ijojA M brain, makes the blood pure and rich, and ■ I causes .i general feeling of health, power I \#* f is and manly vigor. Within three days after I ■ taking the first dose you notice the return of I \ II the old vim, snap and energy you have Mjff foe. /I I’• counted as lost forever; while a continued, l H judicious use causoi an improvement I Bar-B*r is not a patent mo Heine, but la nr#- I H pa rod dt root from the formula of Klmer R rUr- H H l ton , <’b’\roianl h most eminent aimctulUt hr H H 11;.Timer * * Hhuh mi I*h l) H s For norvoua H |L. * proatrailon. overwork, nervous debility or th *'>x- ■ lX jy cesmlve use of ooitun, tobaoeo or lltiuor. it posltlruiy ■ v!I- J PI cannot bo excelled one box will work wonders: ■ /I U jJxHhoui'l perfect a cure :hi ctn *\ box *;io<Mfor H v ■ •■■J* b j, (,y druirtflrtts or wJr I Ourulsud 0* r * Oa uuJ Buu,9u - pi“ l *BL P uiu' Bloc*. yW J | j HEAR HER! | A WOMAN’S STORY. Jt| n h Thiels to certify that X have been afflicted wa I with Scrofula 01 Blood Poison for a number of FI ) u|n years. The best physician* of Mobile and thi* SBr city aaid nothing could be done for me. I took El - ;; v.V large quantities * • * but no relief, t** r ,< -'v 4 '. fr My limbs were a mass of ulcers, and when I jl rVJ was eent to a physician in Mobile my entire LJ > 4 / tJr l \ body was a mass of sores. I had given up all Fa fe \ v hope, and as a last resort tried P. P. P., and l! ‘f'ar $ J, : y ,, \ alter using four bottles (small size), the soree Jv P‘ £ >r7' Jr' m have entirely disappeared, and mv _ | U-. fir**'' Jl health was never better than at t ,>rese.. S mO: time, and people that know me thin da won- V -W-yjffj feA dcrtal cure. ELIZA TODD, Milton, Fla. J ft-J.uT' ’V*a’ 1 IlSfiS- What can be worse j - A," | BBS* ■ yonan than an other- Fj | ■ r JBl / • < ■'. ■ ‘v*., pwjp wise beautiful skin cov- w* $ ‘U’ered with sores and H B A I A M /’ - < "'*+?*. eruptions? Can you * • m • ■ I I-f-lM! 1 EPB blame people for avoid- (Llppman’a ® 4 I. WHk }.“* , w . Ol^ e J* * h " /* Great Remedy.) !j ■ • / PSA fllc and 7 They ate to be >'/ ' pitied; but what woman wants pity ? Besides // / / fciiy the humiliation of disfigurement, the itching //1 r ‘J- * and burning of skin disease ire almost unen 'S All women ought to knowthat all facial and yfV. *fJlb£io2 bodily blemishes are caused by impure blood, nd are curable. P. P. P. will purify the blood, and when the blood becomes pure all skin diseases vanish. w P. P. P. is a harmless vegetable compound, and never fails to eradicate from the system all traces of Blood Poison, Scrof* Rheumatism, Neuralgia, Dyspepsia and Catarrhal affections. FROM ONE OF SAVANNAH’S PROHINENT MERCHANTS. TO TIIE PUBTtfICi I herewith recommend to the sufferer* of Rheumatism and rheumatic palaa, Llpptnan’s P. P. P., as 1 have carefully tested it ami found permanent relief. Also my •on, who, for years, has suffered from Rheumatism, has used it for the last year wita Sood results, and has not suffered since, and is still usiug it. Would not do without it it cost double, or at any price. Yours truly, CUAS. bRIULR. Lippman Brothers, Proprietors, Wholesale Druggists. Lirrrnan Block. Savannah, Gft. Scotch and Irisf) Whiskies. We are agents for the most celebrated Scotch and Irish whiskies, imported direct from the distilleries of Scotland and Ireland. • These Scotch whiskies are the blend of the finest Highland whiskey matured many years in wood before bottled. The expert Analyist describes this Scotch whis key as the perfection of Highland whiskey, and is special O. V. H., selected Old Vatted Highland whiskey from Glasgow, Scotland, The latest novelty in Scotch whiskey is distilled by Rutherford of Leith, Scotland, and is called Scotch Cherry Whiskey, and very palatable indeed. We are also agets for the famous old Irish whiskev, imported bv us from Wheeler, Belfast. Ireland. LIPPMAN BROS., i Agents for Scotch and Irish Distilleries. 1 speaks (or Ml. 480 Caurtland Av<*., Atlanta, Ga., April 26th, 1900 Columbia Drug Company, Savannah, Gentlemen—-It gives me pleasure o heartily recommend “In fan (•Friend Powder,” and to give to you a singu lar little coincidence connected with it. During the Uotton States and Inter national Exposition I was presented with a little box of this powder, and w as so pleased with it that l was ex ceedingiy anxious to get mote, but on looking at the box I found nothing but Savannah. Go., no other address. I have often wished I knew where to get it. This morning’s mail brought your circular with unclosed sample. I Immediately referred to my box. and found it was the “Infant-Friend Pow der.” Tt is without doubt the best powder I have ever used. Respectfully, MBS. YVm. KING. For sale by all Druggists. Manufactured by COLUMBIA DRUG COMPANY. Savannah, Go. CUBAN | WATER | MONKEYS. edm mi mi, 113 BROUGHTON STREET. WEST. OLD NEWSPAPERS, 2M. for 2i rents, at Business Office Morning News. COMFORT For your stock The fly seueon Is now 09 • us and the time to us Tough on Flies, a lotion when applied will prevent you* horses and cattle from being peatersd. Try tt and be convinced. HAY, GRAIN, BRAN, COW FEEDI CHICKEN FEED. etc. T. J. DAVIS. Phone 223. 118 Bay street, west. BRENNAN BROS., WHOLESALE Fruit, Produce, Grain, Etc. 133 BAY STREET, Will. Telephone SSS. LEMONS. Black Rye, Pigeon and Cow Pea* Potatoes, Onions, Peanuts, and all tallto and vegetables In Benson. Hay, Grain, Flour, Feed. Rice Straw, Maglo Poultry and Stoelt Food. Otir Own Cow Feed, etc. 213 and 215 BAY, WEST. W. D. SIMKIXS & CO. fCHICHCSTCR’S ENGLISH • ENNYRQYAL RILLS >V7v t *" Only (Jen ulttr. J Always rombto I*■* for CHICHKSTEU’S ENGLISH K J ‘ iri KKW *oi Oold metoillc boxoa. s r id JTV 7. tth tlur TWn no other. ltd u*e T*l Muh*tltutlon nntl Iml top* I / W t4o * Bu J 2l yoor l >ru **h or •''<* 4. hi I Jr uraj>o tor Portion I am, Trstinunlsla V V if •* “ttrllrf fr Lit|le, n in toflrr, by m. n\ v if turn Mall. 10,000 Tutlounltli. Bul4bv u *ll DruggiM*. < hlt'htttr >rmlraU'o„ HmttoDthla popor. MudUnn tfquurc, I*ll 11.A.. lA. Soli \jj L. N. iSruunvlf A Cos., Wbolw. DrugiaU, Now OrlouMk "" * l "™- --.-I wmrmmm SCJJRE YOURSELF! ,®a m* u fur unuatural tl.rhnrgc, tnttammation*. rrttatiou. or ulceration* ft IIIUCVUl) mmnLranaa, I'aiuloOT, nud not aatria* *"nt or poisonous. Mold by ■- | ,|ata. or pent in platn wr&pptr. hr prepoitl £q l nn. or 3 bottloollEVi, *** _ Circular teUt uu 17 fi