erest in the losing--I had no right to bet but $2, as was
originally agreed."

Just here I foresaw a peculiar complication, and I was glad that, in my
desire to appear properly nonchalant, I had not as yet announced my
good fortune.

"Why, Murray," I exclaimed, slipping my ticket into my pocket, "you are
absolutely absurd. We agreed to share and share alike in the day's
transactions, and I shall insist upon it. Suppose Senator Irby had won
instead of losing, would you have offered me but a dollar's interest in
the winning, simply because I did n't know you were going to bet so
much?"

"Of course not, you should have had your half; but that is a very
different thing."

"Different in result perhaps, but not in principle; besides, come to
think of it, I made a little bet myself."

"You did--how much?"

"Oh, only $2."

"Two dollars, eh? Well! That makes us twenty-two out altogether.
Eleven apiece, if you insist upon it, although----"

"I do insist upon it; so that's settled, and now----"

"By the way, Jack, what did you bet on?"

This was the moment of my triumph Handing him the ticket with an air of
assumed carelessness, I covertly watched with keenest relish his
changes of expression, as he ran the gamut of varied emotion from idle
indifference to supreme excitement.

"Jack!" he exclaimed at last, grabbing my arm. "Jack, my boy! Did you
know----" Just here I laughed and gave the thing away, and then we
both laughed, while Murray improvised superlative similes anent my
luck, and upbraided me for my duplicity.

"Ahem! two dollars--twenty-two out--eleven apiece, eh, Murray?" I
chuckled mockingly. "Come on now, old man, and show me how to cash
this ticket;" and we made our way toward the betting ring.

We experienced no delay in getting the money, as not one in a thousand
had won on the race, and the cashiers at the back of the stands had
little or nothing to do.

I found great difficulty, however, in making Murray accept his rightful
half of the spoils; but out of his own mouth I judged him, and in the
end prevailed.

The next race, the second, we decided not to bet upon, as the horses
were, according to Murray, only a lot of "selling-platers," and we
needed a little respite from the crowd.

So we sought our box, and in highest spirits sat watching the masses
surge to and fro, while the freshening breeze blew strong and cool, and
brought up dark clouds which looked like rain.

"The race after