his horse. Charley said he would not ride, and told the gentleman the danger he'd be in. Then the gentleman told him the way he had put all his property on the horse, and at last Charley asked where the races were to be, and the hour and the day. The gentleman told him.
'Let you put a horse with a bridle and saddle on it every seven miles along the road from here to the racecourse on that day,' said Lambert, 'and I'll be in it.'
When the gentleman was gone, Charley stripped off his clothes and got into his bed. Then he sent for the doctor, and when he heard him coming he began throwing about his arms the way the doctor would think his pulse was up with the fever.
The doctor felt his pulse and told him to stay quiet till the next day, when he would see him again.
The next day it was the same thing, and so on till the day of the races. That morning Charley had his pulse beating so hard the doctor thought bad of him.
'I'm going to the races now, Charley,' said he; 'but I'll come in and see you again when I'll be coming back in the evening, and let you be very careful and quiet till you see me.'
As soon as he had gone Charley leapt up out of bed and got on his horse, and rode seven
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