Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1901-06-22

The roam horse was in dangerous
company. Every horse in the bunch
had a fast mark. Hotspur had
never been trotted in his class, and
Ingomar had got piece of every
purse he had started for. He and
Hotspur were coming together for
the first time, and they were being
| backed about evenly. Lucy NJ, and
Red Cross came down the stretch
like pair of rockets.
The band stopped playing, and
away went the horses, with the
Deacon on the outside. At the quar-
ter the roam was creeping up. At
the half his swinging stride was
beginning to tell. Lucy M, and Red
Cross had dropped back, and at the
three-quarter pole he was collaring
Ingomar.
| That was incredible. The crowd
on the grand stand stood up and
shouted. Ingomar's driver sent the
noble fellow for everything that
was in him. He responded by
terrific burst of speed, but he could
not shorten up the space between
them by a single inch. The roam
was steadily cutting down Ingo-
mars lead--a length, half length
now he was at his wheel; now he
had whirled past, straight on for
Hotspur, two lengths ahead. He
forced Hotspur out, and put his nose
under the wire an easy second, with
Hotspur winner by a nose. The
time hung out was a:I8.
The last heat had just been called
when Jack Pendleton dashed into
his stable.
"Well," said Joe Gatling, "I've
been looking for you all the after
noon. Had an interesting trip?'
"Confound the trip; took no more
interest in it than foundered horse,
l couldn't get he1e any sooner. How
is the Deacon?"
"Well, they think he's quite hoss
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on the first heat, and he win the
second in two-sixteen. They have
just called the third heat"
Joe" said Jack Pendleton, "you
have knocked the wind clean out of
me. l can't say word"
Lets make for the track, sir, and
I'll tell you about it on the way up"
"Who is up behind him, .JoeP" he
asked as they hurried along.
"Tom Starr, a kid l picked up,
from Detroit, l think. He can drive
him all right, and he's straight. He's
backed the old horse pretty heavy,
but you d better not show yourself
in the stretch; it might rattle the
kid"
Jack Pendleton passed quickly on
to the grand stand, and his heart
thumped as he sighted the horses on
the back stretch. ~ never saw the
Deacon get such a move on him as
that. BY thunder, if he can hold
that clip he'll go below the two-six-
teen mark" he muttered as the roam
sped by 1ngomar and showed his
heels to Hotspur, land that kid driv-
ing-Pd never have trusted him up
behind. BY Jove, Joe's got the
nerve"
The fame of the roam horse was
growing. The stand was in a tu-
multi. Through his megaphone the
judge asked the people not to shout
or wave their hats as the horses
came home. But the roam was COM
ing alone, and so fast Jack Pendleton
could stand it no longer. He made
dash for the stretch Just as the
mighty roam flashed under the wire
a winner in two-fourteen and a
quarter.
"Seraph!" he grasped, and caught
and lifted the driver from the sullty
in his arms and kissed him. at is
you, Liz" he whispered, you are a
trump In any hitch"
Mr.. and Mrs. Jack Pendleton now
drive Seraph and Deacon double, and
when Seraph speeds so last that he
carries the Deacon off his feet, he
holds his clip and steadies the rig
until the Deacon can catch up and go
on again. Then when they have
slowed down to walk he winks his
nigh eye at the Deacon and says in
horse language:
"Don't mention it, old boy. | did
more than that for you. / once won
the greatest race of your life, and
my master, the parson, never knew
anything about it," and the roam
horses sides shake and his hide
wrinkles up in great welts as he
gives horse laugh.