[Illustration: AN 0VATI0N F0R THE PLUCKY LITTLE SC0TCHMAN]

Moose Roberts and Ben hurried toward the winners, both overjoyed at thesuccess of Allan and their favorite, Baldy.

"Some hound, Baldy o' Golconda, ain't he, Mart?" was Jones's exultantcomment as they passed Barclay, whom stood regarding the heroes withill-concealed contempt.

"Some accident!" retorted Mart. "There'll be a fine day,"belligerently, "when 'Scotty' Allan'll find out that there hound's a fake,a reg'lar quitter. Jest now he's bluffed you all inter thinkin' him awonder; but you wait an' he'll give himself away yet. He was ornery as apup, an' he's ornery as a hound. You can't make a silk purse outen a sow'sear, an' I tell you straight you can't make a Sweepstakes Winner out o'Baldy o' Golconda, no matter what he done in this here measly Solomonhike."

"Well, we'll see, Mart."