PICTON'S WINNING MOUNTS
IT was Easter Monday, and a holiday crowd gathered on the slopes of Petitor racecourse at St. Mary Church. More than usual interest was shown in the meeting owing to the presence of Picton Woodridge, whose fame as a gentleman rider was well-known. d**k Langford was popular and the success of the pink jacket eagerly anticipated.
Petitor is not an ideal course; it is on the slope of a hill, and a queer country to get over, but some interesting sport is seen and the local people take a pride in it; as a golf links it is admirable.
Picton had not seen the course before, at least only from the road, and as he looked at it he smiled.
"I may lose my way," he said to Rita; "go the wrong course."
"You will find it easy enough, and you are not likely to make mistakes. Lo
