The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-03

"oh." said the Young Person. eying
each horse furtively, and then CHANGING
searchingly at the score card
1.-THE brown horse will probably w'n,"
said the fat man with an air that dehed
contradiction. "She looks less like it
than any Of the bunch"
IT shall bet on the brown" said the
Other Girl in reckless confidence. Its
name" hurriedly searching the score
card 'is-well, I can't find it and it
doesn't matter. I'm sure it will win"
Yes, let's bet. 1t will be fun What
will it be? A dinner? oh, they're off at
last and mines ahead"
Which is yours" demanded the Other
Girl, her confidence weakening a little as
the brown fell into a comfortable lope in
the rear. "You didn't say susp.cIously,
that you had picked ore out"
''Why, I decided to wait" retorted the
Young Person in patronizing whisper.
until 1 heard what people thought about
them. That black horses owner is di-
rectly in front of us and he says it VIII
win. See he's ahead already
Just then the lady with the aggressive
bonnet turned and gave the Young Per-
son look judging from that look alone
even the densest person could have no
possible doubt of the Young Persons uI-
innate destination. But her eyes were
fixed happily on the horse that were
punched prettily as they raced down TIE
home stretch
"Betchew the brown comes in head
first" said the fat man joviauy to the
crowd in general
Then I'll win, after ALL" said the
Other Girl, hopefully. but she looked
obviously at the brown in the rear IF
they'd only poke him up little she
sighed
Mines ahead, mines ahead! There he
is now, under the wire" exclaimed the
Young Person jubilantly, smiling at the
aggressive lady who was again survey
ing her. You can make that supper as
soon as you please"
81 don't mind so much my horse not
winning, but what l cant forgive Is that
he started to run as soon as the race
was over. No doubt he's sarcasl ic
horse" and the Other Girl gael re-
proachfully at the fat man.
Didn't l tell you that the brown would
come in head first said the fat man tn
a little chuckle.
HE was intending a joke all the time"
said the Young Person witheringly.
They're starting for the second heat"
suddenly announced the fat man, apropus
of nothing in particular and to no one
in particular.
Heat? What's that?" queried the Other
Girl of the Young Person.
i m sure l don't Know retorted The
Young Person. Goodness knows it's hot
enough here. I suppose they say heat fer
race when it's very warm What funny
little props the men sit on when they
ride. I thought everybody in races rode
horseback. That's the way Tod Sloan
has his picture taken. Are you going 20
bet again, dear" sweetly.
mo, thank you" said the Other Girl.
Half an hour later the Young Person
and the Other Girl wendell their way in
the rear of a cheerful crowd out OF the
grandstand.
"Who won the derby?" shouted small
news merchant after them. eying the
horseshoe-shaped score card which tire
Other Girl carried.
You mean the Darby she correct cd,
mindful, of her English ancestors. why.
we can't tell all Of them?" she answered
in a superior manner. There was any
number of winners"
"Huly gee" shreked the small news
merchant derisively.