The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-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 TIE pits.
Small looked after him: then n mall
clous look crossed his eyes. Tiff IIar-
well should get chilled. He sprang to
his feet.
"Wait. Watt he roarcd. 81 want
then Great heavens!" he cried. Then
there was silence.
IIarwcll did not turn his head ut
SmalIs call, He grinned 9pprccative-
~ Ia himself cant work me that
way" he thought "A chill for me
would be very valuable TO Small" and
he crossed the little meadow brook
} with a careless bound. Then vague
sense OF apprehension entered his
mind, Small's roar had stopped very
suddenly He wondered why. Per.
hapS he ought to go back, yet he kept
on.
But tho sense Of apprehension grew
and would not go. Finally. with Il lit
tie groan mt his own fooishncss, Har.
well turned and retraced his course TO
the sand pits, his stride never break
| ing At the brow of the slope he gave
Il startled ejaculation. In springing 10
| his feet Small had diSlodgcd great
slice of the sand pit wall. 70 his arm
| pits in sand with face white and
scnSelpss and the sand creeping con-
stantly down TO slft higher and higher
about him. was Small.
Harwcl dashed toward him. As he
ran he snatchcd up an old lin can half
| full Of rainwatcr and dashed it in
Small's face. Small opened his eyes.
I'm sulfocating, IIarwclL" he said.
"Oh, no, you're not not Ivy long
chalk. Here take this can ana dig to
beat the band. I'll use this piece of
| shovel"
lie set To work fcvcrishly. Tho bit
! Of shovel proved very efficient welded
! by IIarwcl's siucwy arm. and the tin
can in Smal's hands was not To be de-
spiscd IIarWcll worked with one eye
on the edge of the pit. The sand lay
ers, one by one were looscning 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, Il great wedge of sand gave
! way and Small was again buried to
| his shoulders.
Harwcll looked about. The pits had
| been so long deserted that there was
not board in sight. Yes, half buried
and black with age, there was one. lie
| peltcd across tle pit, gave a great
! wrench and was back gain with the
board, which he placed as II bulwark
| against further sand slides, then to
work again with the broken shovel.
| feverishly, for Small was growing
| faint and limp.
| At last, painting, Harwell helped the
| half unconscious Small to his feet.
! Then he was suddenly conscious that
| his hands were bistercd 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 straiShtcst course to the
college dormiiory.
| 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 I'm the world is the matter?"
asked Alice Summer.
Small got caught in the sand pit"
replied IIarwell, both men staring mp
into the beautiful, sensitive face. The
girl gave little cry Of sympathy. "Oh,
get in here. Mr.. Small, and I'll drive
YOU to the doctor"
In Il few moments Harwcll was
watching the gay painted back Of the
trap, now occupiddhy two figures, re-
treating into the dusk
His lip qulvcred little sensitivcly.
"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-
1 ing room of his fraternity house nurs-
| ing his aching muscles and giving an
/, occasional snccze. 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 he
glad to have him CALI
As IIarwell. very cold and dlgnifed.
stalkcd into the reception room Alice.
her winsome face eager led him TO a
quiet corner. Dick" she said hesitat-
inely, did | act very brutal this after
| noon!'
Dick thought for moment. EYES,.
he replied firmly.
Alice caught hcr breath "But how
could know that you had been 50
fine? You said nothing"
There was nothing to say. IT was
Smalls inning"
small" shifted Alice. Don't men
ton Billy Small to me! I think you are
fine but ! could get that from what
Billy said only by inference. Dick, did
you get chilly
Dick nodded, and Allces face filed
with dismay. With two brothers In
college, she understood all the shad-
ings Of training
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