Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1909-08-13
CHAPTER XIII.

The classic heath is crowded ay, over
crowded. The carriages stand four or five
deep next the ropes. In carriage very
close to the cords are Harold Denison,
Maude and Grenville Rose-or rather, |
should say, were, insomuch as they had
arrived there together; but though Deni
son had for some years eschewed the
greensward and its fatal seductions, of
course there were numerous old friends
whom he had known well in the days that
tho sky blue apd silver braid was promi
inent at most large race meetings. He
had naturally drawn off to chat over old
times with some of them, and left Maude
In charge of her cousin.
The girl was in state of the greatest
excitement. She had never before seen
race of any kind. 1t was bright Gay /;
but not warm, except in the July meeting
1t never is on Newmarket Heath. Thanks
to her fathers experience, Maude was
heavily shawled and therefore comfort
able. In the last few minutes Rose had
confded to her what big stake he stood
to win on Coriander, Though, Maude,
recollect. | shan't be a penny the worse
if he loses"
"Oh, Gren, how can you stand still?
] can hardly, as it is, though it is you
who are to win, and not me-"
my darling you are as much interest
ed as l am. l never did bet before
never shall again. Can't you guess why
l have this timer"
81 think So" she replied, as her face
flushed. Its for me, is it not"
"Yes, Maude if Coriander wins, can
claim you from your father at once; il
he don't-well, you will wait while /
work, won't you?'
''You know l will. I'm yours whenever
you come for me-" whispered the girl
''and as long as we may write, l shall
never" and she paused.
WHAT" inquired her cousin.
Don't ask me well, never be as un-
happy as l have been"
Grenville pressed the little hand that
rested in his, but said nothing; in which
he showed great discretion. In love-mak-
ing, silence is often more effective than
conversation.
But the noise of the bursting cork Is
hushed in Jarvis-the ring is deserted
It llS ana uOTstilltH ltdT dCIOSo " NuCle
the cords. placed in funnel shape, indicate
the finest of the Rowley miles. Every
one is anxious to see the result of the
first great three-year-old race Of the sea
son. Carefully have the horses been scru
tinized in the Birdcage and elsewhere
and the scattered ring. from the foot oi
the Jockey Club stand and from amidst
the carriages. still shrek forth spasmodiC
offers against outsiders. Grenville has
never left his cousins side AS he has
already said, the turf was a great mys
terry to him. Ali he knows-and this is
derived from Dallison-is, that Coriander
is first favorite, and that Fauxpas and
The Saint are each backed for a great
deal of money, and that the Lightning
Colt is a dangerous outsider.
"Now, Maude stand up on the seat
Are the glasses rlght2 Try"
"Quite; | can see beautifully"
every we'll: now repeat what l have
taught you. What are the colorsT'
"Coriander black and white hoops
Fauxpas. green and white braid; The
Saint, cherry and black cap; and-and
oh, dear. l forget that Lightning thing. y
''Mazarine blue: don't forget again
Do you see those two bushes? AS soon
as we hear they are off, bring your glasses
to bear on those. Wait till you catch
the horses in their field, and then follow
them till you don't want glasses"
"Yes, Gren; but my hand shakes so
wish you hadn't told me about all thai
money If Coriander wins. oh, dear, why
don't they start? What are they wait
ing for?"
All, me. Faces are a study, the five
minutes before the flag falls for a great
race. The teeth will 60 through the lip
or the mouth will twitch. and the hand
that holds the race glass will shake little
on these occasions when the possessors
are involved in high stakes on the result
Once over, and as rule it would be diff
cult to tell whether a man had lost much
or little. Winners look jubilant, losers
bland at the hosting numbers. To study
faces, use your eyes while the horses still
cluster at the starting post.