The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1894-06-07

Almost side by side the black and the
white took the leap, Swimming it with |
ease and without lifting to it. Then,
with quick backward glance, Dale
Everett took in the field. Close behind
him-so close he could almost feel the
hot breath from the crimson nostrils-
Numbered L'Empereur, his lank head
straight out, his eyes glowing as fiercely
as those of the rider with set lips, who
piled spur and whip at every bound.
Behind, in easy reaching distance, Hoyne-
Cecil's horse was going steadily and fast;
thirty yards behind him Won Schlegen
pounded on, practically out of the race.
Then, for the first time, Dale Everett
spoke to his horse, and, to the amaze of
Chavirac, now laundering by his side,
he checked rather than urged the horse.
80, boyl steady-so-o!" was his
quiet call, and the bay shot by and kept
lengths lead down to the water. For
little by little the tremendous pace was
beginning to tell upon the mare. But
she still kept her lead, and once safely
over the water there was short quarter
only down the homestretch.
No let up now in the pace. Scarce
twenty yards ahead CLEANS the bright
water, and La Vega raises his whip and
swings it over the mares ears with a
"whoow as he sends the cruel spurs into
her sides.
With whip and spur and voice De
Chavirac urges his noble horse He, too
sees that the despised Mexican once
across the water, the sternchase might
not be long enough for stride and bottom
to tell.
And what both knew could not be un
known. to a. rider like the American
Tearing as the speed was, he knew hi
3 horse the freshest, and he felt thrill q
he recalled that Jonathan's speed ha,
j not yet been fully tested.
With sharp, quick word, and scarce
: ly frightened grip upon the bit, Dial
d touched the spur to Jonathan and rushe
= ahead, to reach the water even with tn
Frenchman and the white mare, gain
It ing on them at every bound Of the nov
well aroused black.
l. Thirty yards, twenty yards, ten only
d between the whites nose and the watel
y the Frenchman tapping her flank, tn
black three lengths behind.
II With wild, uncanny cry La Veg
raised the gallant little mare to the leal
d Rising lightly, she cleared the waite
1t but landed so perilously close to I'll
st bank that its edge crumbled under IL
n heels that spurned it into the waite
r only the impetus of her rush keeping h
/ steady.
I'd And as the white mare landed fro
her leap De Chavirac-his teeth set, L
lg eyes cleaning and his body bent forwa
as if to push his horse onward-dro
IN both spurs into L'Empereur's sides al
III lifted him fiercely with the bit.
Dale Everett, laundering on, not thr
CO lengths behind, heard the sharp, clickil
sound of swapping steel.
n The terrible truth flashed into his brai
I'll even before his eyes beheld its confirm
ton. The fierce tug of the eager Frent
ne man had snapped the right lever of
us bit; the heavy right hand was sudden
W. released and the whole power of the p
IL thrown upon the left, just as the gra
horse gathered for the spring. Swingi
VI half round he paved wildly in air-on
ny Then, unable to recover, he rolled oV
AZ and fell heavily on his side, square acr
10 the ditch.
US From the stands and partly from
track the full horror of the accident v
7h- seen-though it's cause WAS not-bef
we: W: the spray of the huge splash fell b'
Al, into the ditch. Women turned av
leu their heads, and wild terrified yell
'eu warning went out from a thousa
no Threats.
USE But what could warning do them
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