St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-04-07

stirrup, and 1 knew 1t was a case Hf
ride that afternoon in health or ride
three days afterwards with no voice
in the matter. l preferred to ride that
day, end I rockwell, say for two or
three miles.
At the three-quarters / remembered
having slapped my brother in 1881, and
felt sorry for it. I could easily recol-
! let his te ear tened fssce ard the look
Oh anger III mis- eyes wnen he shied the
brick at me in retaliation At the head
of the stretch 1 suddenly recollected
having stolen large and juicy water
melon from Farmer Smiths patch in
1919, and my remorse overcame me. I
didn't remember much when passing
the stand, because the shouts of the
multitude We're confusing, and shouts
never did me any good, anyway. 1 do
vaguely remember hearing some one
yell:
Stop him.
And 1 think 1 did reply, dreamily, as
we sped by: Is
stop he'll, if you want to stop him,
shoot him."
And on we sped-Dyer and 1. We
We're the best little speeders on the
track that day.
MY recoilections began again when
we reached
THE FIRST QUARTER
on the second mile. remembered hav-
ing sassed my mother few wears
after the war and wished / hadn't
done it. l could see her reproacbfuJ
race dancing ahead of me on the track.
oh;
spilled me off, l remembered once hav-
ing kicked another brother in the hack
OF the head when his face was turned
the other way, and l was o, awfully
sorry Tor that. L began to think what
sood 1elfoW he was after all and
what mean trick | had played on
MN. hrmly resolved that if L got
OH Dyer alive, 1 would write nv
brother letter and ask his pardon.
AT the half L suddenly grew DESTROYS
OF paying my laundry bill, and won
uered vaguely if l would have clean
collars and cuffs to wear at the wake
winch would probably be held over
me afterwards.
AL TIE three-quarters a pang of regret
shot through me when l remembered
having acted rudely to my sweetheart
IN the presence of others, and became
convinced Immediately that she
wouldn't be bit sorry even if 1 was
spilled off, dragged over fences and
hurdles and battered into a grim speci-
men Oh CORY disreputability. While
sorroWing over this, / passed the stand
the second time and again the shouts
OF the multitude filled the air So
did Dyer and 1. We were both in
the air. SO was the mud. 1t was rain
ing now but we didn't care. We were
simply the two most reckless old fools
on the track. We ran right on in spite
OF the rain. We wouldn't have
stopped if it had showed. We were not
there to stop. 1 didn't get on the
horse to stop and If the recollection of
the people who saw us served them
right, they they will swear that we
didn't stop.
The third time around. was done in
silence-also in :38. I had grown
tired OF thinking and Dyer was tired
of hearing me. When 1 fell off in the
the stretch and Brady helped me to
my feet, all l asked him was:
do you think there is separate
prize for my clasp
les replied Brady solemnly
the bartender will give it to you"
| wish to say in conclusion that ride
was all the result of a misunderstand-
ing between Dyer and me. He was
aged and rather hard of hearing and
when L yelled whoa" several thous-
and times, he understood me to say
go" and he went as long as he could
For further particulars of Dyer's
achievements see Brady
CORK