Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1909-11-12
CHAPTER XIII.

The classic heath IL crowded; az, over
crowded. The carriages stand four or FIVE
deep next the ropes. In a carriage very
close to tho cords are Harold Denison,
Maude and Granville Rose-or rather,
should say, were, insomuch as they had
arrived there togetherj 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 we'll In the days that
the sky blue and silver braid was prom
tnsnt at most large race meetings. HG
had naturally drawn of to chat over old
times with some of them, and left Maudt
In charge Of her cousin.
The girl was In state Of the greatest
excitement. She had never before seen q
race Of any kind. II was bright day
but not warm, except in the July meeting
It 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 a big stake he stood
to win on Coriander, Though, Mauda
recollect, shan't be a penny the worse
II he loses"
can hardly, as II Is, though 1t u You
who are to win, and not me-"
Ny darling, you are as much interest
Cd as I am. never did bet before;
never shall again. Cant you guess why
have this timer"
II think So" she replied, as her face
flushed. TITS fer me, is 1t not7"
"Yes, Maude; II Coriander wins, can
claim you from your father at once; II
he don't-well, you viii wait while
work, won't your"
HYou know / will. I'm yours whenever
you come for me-" whispered the girl I;
Aand AZ long as we may write. / shall
Nsvsr-" and she paused.
''What" inquired her cousin.
Don't ask me well, never be as I'M
happy as 1 have BEEN"
Granville pressed the little hand that
rested In his, but said nothing; in which
be showed great discretion. In love-mak-
ing, silence Il often more effective than
conversation.
But the noise Of the bursting cork Is
hushed In Jarvis'-the ring Il deserted.
E7ys and horsemsn tear across to where
ths cords, placed in funnel shape, indicate
the finest Of the Rowley miles. Every
enc Il anxious to see the result Of the
AEAt great three-year-old race Of the sea-
son. Carefully have the horses been scru-
Hnised In the Birdcags and elsewhere,
and the scattered ring, from the foot OF
the JOCKEY Club stand and from amidst
Shs carriages, still shrek forth spasmodic
oRers against outsiders. Granville has
noyaP left his cousins side. As he has
Giready said, the turf was q great mys-
tsry to him. All he knows-and this Is
darived from Dallison--is, that Coriander
b frst favorite, and that Fauxpas and
The Saint are each backed for a great
6aAl Of money, and that the Lightning
Colt ID q dangerous outsider.
"NOw, Mauds stand up on the seat.
Are the glasses right Try"
"Ouitei / can see beautifully.
every well; now repeat what / have
taught you. What are the colorsr
.Coriander, black and white hoops !
EAuxpas, green and white braid; The
balnt, cherry and black cap; ana--and,
"a, dear, forget that Lightning thing"
'sMaEarins bluai don't forget again.
Do you see those two busiest As soon
n we hear they are Of, bring your glasses
% bear on those Wait till you catch
he horses In their held, and then follow
them till You don't want glasses."
Eyes, Gren; but my hand shakes 30.
wish you hadn't told me about all that
money II Coriander wins. Oh, dear, why
DON'T they start1 What are they wait
ing fort"
All, mel Faces are a study, the nvs
minutes before the flag falls for a great
race. The teeth will go 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.