The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-03
The young Person Jees the DARBY. :"

Where" said the Young Person with
the white shirt waist and serious eyes,
SIS the PADDOCK"
They were doing the races yesterday
in Minneapolis for the first time, the
Young Person and the Other Girl, and
they found 1t exciting and just little
like doing Europe. Especially did 1t re-
semble Europe in that they could pick
out and recognize old landmarks spoken
Of Familiarity in frivolous novels. The
paddock, however, was not so easy to
place.
I'm sure I don't know where it is,
said the Other Girl. puzzled. 1T can't
find it on the score card. Perhaps"
doubtfully, "it doesn't belong in horse
race"
I'm quite sure 1t does" said the
Young Person with decision. Don't you
remember in-well, I can't think OF the
name Of the book and 1t doesn't matter,
anyway. No doubt We'll discover it later
on. But aren't you glad ecstatically,
that We came on Darby day."
Yes" rejoined the Other Girl, but
without enthusiasm. "What-er-well,
what is Darby day?"
Don't you know what Darby day is?
Why. how funny that seems" Certainly
if the Young Person hadn't had serious
eyes she would have giggled just then.
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it's when everybody comes and all the
horses race and all that" vaguely.
''rhere are the Jockeys" suddenly
changing the subject aren't they dear
and aren't their caps cunning? I sup
pose that little house out there on the
field is where the judges and those peo-
pie stay. and I suppose that wire
stretched from the grand stand to the
house is what the horses stand under
before they start"
Doubtless 1t was the Young Person 8
surprising familiarity with all the racing
jargon that caused the lady with the
aggressive bonnet, who was evidently at
tending the races under protest, to sniff
audibly. The lady was very warm and
even her spectacles looked unamiable.
She put three inches between her and
the Young Person and fixed her eyes de-
terminedly on a distant church spire.
Then a man behind a megaphone in the
little house across the way began to
talk
What in the world is he saying?"
demanded the Other Girl after she had
listened for minute or two to what
seemed like a roll call in district school,
a mixture Of Annals, Mauds. Metas,
Roses, etc
"Why, it MEANS" said the Young Per
son, eXcitedly, that the race is going
to begin. LOOK, They're all croWdlng TO-
gether down there near the wire. Pretty
soon they'll be off. An, they're going
a little way up the track. That's to get
a good start. I suppose"
Up In one corner of the grand stand
a relocated band began to play lively
tune. People, aroused to sudden inter-
est, began to climb upon the tops OF
their chairs to see the start. The man
behind the megaphone was shouting
husky orders at the men sitting on what
looked like little shelves behind the
horses.
They're off, they're off," shouted the
Young Person, dancing about recklessly
on the small and unsubstantial chair.
But just as the last horse and its rider
passed under the wire gong was
sounded in the little house across the
way and the horses slowed up.
why don't they go?" said the Young
Person impatiently. What in the word
is the matter?"
Its the poll horse. Others got past
him." explained a fat man irascibly