more seeing this failed." But McBride himself was not at all sure what the unscrupulous jockey's next move might be.
All went well for several days and the race was only a week away. One night Halsey had gone into the loft of the stable to get Palo'mine a wisp of hay. He was being fed very little hay, but the boy thought he ought to have a handful. He was just stooping over to drop it down through the tunnel leading to the manger below when he noticed a hand reaching into the manger. It was thrust into the manger quickly and then withdrawn. But it had time in which to drop before the horse what looked like pieces of carrot.
"Back, Palo'mine," cried Halsey, imperatively.
The faithful horse immediately backed to the length of his halter chain, and Halsey thought he heard the sound of scurrying feet.
"Whoa, Palo'mine," was Halsey's next order. He felt sure that the horse would
