The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-05-11
WINNING HIS RACE
BY GRACE MARGARITA PHIPPS

''Too bad shouted Harwell, bound
ing with his long strides toward the
far side Of the pits.
Small looked after him: then a mall
cious look crossed his eyes. Tiff Har-
well should get chilled, He sprang to
his feet.
wait, Waltz he roared. II want"
then Great h~eavensr' he cried. Then
there was silence.
Harwell did not turn his head at
Smalrs call. He grinned appreciative-
~ to himself. Cant work me that
way" he thought. ~ chill for me
would be very valuable to Small" and
he crossed the little meadow brook
with a careless bound. Then a vague
sense of apprehension entered his
mind. Smalrs roar had stopped very
suddenly. He wondered why. Per-
haps he ought to 90 back, yet he kept
on.
But the sense of apprehension grew
and would not 90. Finally. with a lit
tie Sroan at his own f~oolishness. Har-
well turned aud retraced his course to
the sand pits. his stride never break
ing. At the brow of the slope he gave
a startled ejaculation. In s%pringing to
his feet Small had dislodged u great
slice of the sand pit wall. To his arm
pits in sand, with face white and
senseless and the sand creeping con-
sfantly down to sift higher and higher
about him, was Small.
Harwell dashed toward him. AS he
ran he snatched up an old tin can half
full of rainwater and dashed it in
Smalfs face. Small opened his eyes.
I'm %suffocating. Harwell," he said.
"Oh, no, you're not-not by a long
chalk. Here, take this can and dig to
beat the band. I'll use this piece OF
shovel"
He set to work feverishly. The bit
of shovel proved very efficient welded
by Harwel's sinewy arm. and the tin
can i'll Small's hands was not to be de-
spised. Harwell worked with one eye
on the edge of the pit. The sand lay
ers. n by one. were %loosening. If he
did not get Small free before they fell
well. there was no use in thinking Of
that. Now Small was free to his waist
line. now to his thighs. now-silently.
swiftly. a great wedge of sand gave
way and Small was again buried to
his shoulders.
Harwell looked about. The pits had
been so long deserted that there was
not a board in sight. Yes, half buried
and black with age. there was one. He
pelted across the pit, gave a great
wrench and was back gain with the
board, which he placed as a bulwariS
against further sand slides. then TO
work again with the broken shovel.
feverishly. for Small was growing
faint and limp.
1T last, painting. Harwell helped the
half unconscious Small to his feet.
Then he was suddenly conscious that
his hands We're blistered, that his feet
dragged. that his right thigh muscle
ached YEARLY. But he put his arm
about Small and led him slowly from
the sand pit down to the turnpike road
that was the straightest course to the
college dormitory.
There was the sound of hoof beats
behind them. The two weary figures
drew to the roadside and waited for
the smart little dogcart to pass them.
But it stopped.
what in the world is the matter?"
asked Alice Summer.
Small got caught in the sand pit"
replied Harwell. both men staring up
into the beautiful. sensitive face. The
girl gave a little cry of sympathy. .'Oh
get in here, Mr.. Small, and I'll drive
you to the doctor"
In a few moments Harwell was
watching the gay painted bach of the
trap. now occupied 10y two figures, lie
treating into the dusk.
His lip quivcred a little sensitively.
''They never thought of me-" he NUT
tered. Small has got her. and 1--we
got the chill he wanted me to have"
That evening Harwell sat in the liv-
ing room of his fraternity house nurs-
ing his aching muscles and giving an
occasional sneeZe. The hundred yard
dash was lost: but, since Alice. too.
was lost, he was strangely Indifferent.
Then he was called to the telephone.
Miss Alice Summer. who was STAYING
at the hotel with her mother, would be
glad to have him call.
As Harwell. very cold and dignified.
stalked into the reception room Alice.
her winsome face eager. led him TO a
quiet corner Dick" she said hesitat-
ingly. did ! act very brutal this after
noonf"
Dick thought for a moment YES"
he replied firmly.
Alice caught her breath. But how
could | know that you had been so
fine? You said nothing"
There was nothing to say. 1t was
Small's inning"
SMALL" shifted Alice. Don't men.