Evening star., 1907-11-16
BUD AND FLIP AT THE RACE.

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Bud Peters rubbed the bottom of one
foot on the top Of the other and medi-
tated on the sign before him. 1t de-
picted the gay start of a field Of race
horses and assured him that the tenth
annual meet of the Comstock track would
begin the next Afternoon. Then 1t added:
According to the custom, the first day
will be Ladies' day when all women
and girls will be admitted free"
"Gee!' exclaimed Bud, as he read that
last bit Of Information, Il wish 1 was
a girl!' And then an idea of binding
bri:liancy descended upon him, and he
hunted up Flip Wilson and told him
about it.
You betcher life," agreed Flip. when
Bud asked him If he would. But where
will you get your duds?'
My sisters got lot, and I thought
maybe she'd let US take some," said Bud.
Lets go and ask her." So they hunted
up Susie Peters. and Bud told her what
they wanted Enough of your clothes
SOS we can dress up like girls and go to
the races free on Ladi IS day.
For the land sake!' she exclaimed.
What will you boys be wanting next?"
But she agreed to supply their needs if
were willing to DO that. and so early
the next afternoon. right after dinner,
Bud and Susie came over to Fhp's barn
and they had their arms full OF Susie's
belongings: They told Flip they had hid
no end of trouble getting away from
home without being discovered. and Flip
told them that he was in great fear that
some of his folks would come out to the
barn and disturb them. and that they
must make hay while the sun was shin
ing. and get dressed before anybody came
and caught them in the act. So Susie
made her fingers fly. and Bud and Flip
were soon transhgured Flip wore blue
shirt waist, very stiff and starchy. with
a brown Woolen skirt and a raffia hat,
which Susie assured him was the height
of fashion and which Flip declared was
an instrument of torture. And Bud wore
a ruffled dimity dress and a great big
sun hat. The dresses we're bad enough,
but when Susie produced shoes and stock
ings and insisted on their being worn
both boys rebelled.
The skirts a-e bad enough grumbled
Bud. getting your feet sos you can
walk. but ! just wont wear stockings
such a hot day as this! So there!'
Me ether!" declared Flip.
'.All right" said Susie. then you can't
go a step to the races, that's all Which
was undeniably true; so Bud and Flip sub
mitted with such grace as they could
muster. and the party started for the
track.
AS they left the barn Bud said to Flip
IF we hurry we can just get that there
buggy down there and catch on, and then
we won't have to walk over"
But just as they were off Susie caught
hold of them and pulled them back. The
very idea"' she scolded. .Girls don't ever
catch on. You must REMEMBER what you
| are" And Bud and Flip had to walk
every step of the way.
| And then their troubles were not end
ed.-in fact. they had only just begun.
We'll go up on top of the grand stand. .
Bud remarked to Flip, as confidentially
| as possible, because It's ever so much
the best place to see.' But Susie heard
him.
Indeed you'll do nothing of the sort,
she said. You'd give yourselves dead
away if you did. because girls never go
up on top So Bud and Flip crowded
meekly after her into the stand. and
nearly smothered among two or three
thousand other girls. The boys COM
planned vigorously. but when the horses
came in and made their trial dash around
the course they 1)rgOt how uncomfortable
they were.
HE there"' shouted Bud. as a trim
little bay mare shot ahead Of the crowd,
that there is my horse"
THAT red-coat man is riding mine!' de-
clared Flip, standing UP on his seat to
watch his favortte, and being pulled down
ANONYMOUSLY by the woman behind him.
And at the same time Susie pinched his
arm and whispered, Don't forgot what
you are"
"As If there was any danger," retorted
Flip. subsiding for the time being But
every time the field came up fo- a fresh
start he forgot himself. and the woman
behind made uncomplimentary remarks
about the modern methods Of bringing I'D
grls-'makes regular boys Of them," she
declared, and Bud snickered, but as the
horses really made a go'' of it just then,
with his favorite in the lead. he laid his
me-riment at a legitimate door I'm
winning-Tm winning he cried. and the
woman behind was more shocked than
ever.
BETTING sure's you live!" she ex-
claimed. land SO young. too! It's a
Shamei''
But betting never once entered Buds
head. Now let's go out and see the
horses in the stalls he said to Flip as
soon as the heat was over. Flip rose
with alacrity, and Susie pulled them both
back.
mo, no." she cried, you must both
Of you stay right here. Don't you dare
to go away" And the woman behind
said: THAT poor older sister! She does
her best to keep them straight, but she's
got her hands full"
The poor older sister, was at the end
Of her patience. "If you boys'-here she
clapped her hand over her mouth and
looked about her fearfully to see If any
body had heard her. Nobody seemed to
be listening. SO she began again: "If you
girls don't behave I'm going to tell on
you and then you'll get run in for being
under false pretenses.
The woman behind pricked up her ears
II don't care If you do tell said Bud
defiantly, cause you're a-you're IA
"My land!" calculated the woman be-
hind them. 'T bet a penny these are
thieves in disguise! The best thing can
do is to slip out and tell a policeman"
And that was how 1t happened that just