The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1913-05-24

But at this suggestion every voice
seemed 10 break simultaneously.
'Humpy Joe ran straIghtaway." de
clared Gallagher
Yes, an he kept at t., piped VIII
lie. Il favor the idea OF them runners
comm back where they start from"
Listen. all OF you" Speed an
nounced. II am going to run around
and around and around this corral
IL Mr. skinner chooses to accompany
me, he may trail along; otherwise |
shall run alone"
Never heerd OF such a thing"
Gallagher Was dancing In his excite
ment. but Skinner Gained him by an
nouncing. CURLY:
I'll beat him any way he wants TO
run"
You couldn't beat rug" retorted
Wally. and Glass suddenly smote his
palms together, crying, blankly:
Il forgot the rug"
we don't want no arg ment after
wards Does the Centipede accept It's
fate?" Still Bill glared at the faces
ringed about him.
We do II skinner says so"
Twice around the corral" agreed
skinner But no accidents, under
stand? II he falls keep going"
Instantly there ensued scramble
for grand stand seats; the cowboys
swarmed like insects upon the stout
fence OF the corral
Then you'll start and finish here.
Once yall pass well stretch string to
yonder post. and the first man TO bust
It wins. Who's got string"
Mr. Gallagher. won't you use my
SASH" Helen quickly unfastened the
long blue bow OF ribbon from her cot
ton gown, and Gallagher thanked her,
adding.
Moreover. the winner gets H."
For the first time, then, Skinner ad-
dressed Miss Blake.
Hadn't you better make that the
loser. miss? The winner gets the
COIN and the assent came in a fash
ing smile from the sky blue yes.
Then the loser gets the ribbon -
Gallagher announced loudly and made
one end fast to the corral. Which |
call han some treatment for Mr. Speed,
an only wish we might retain II at
the Centipede as remembrance Are
the runners ready"
Those near the starting point gave
room. Skinner stepped quickly out
from his blanket, and stamped his
spikes into the soil; he raised and low
ered himself on his toes to try his
muscles. Speed drew his bath-robe
from his shoulders and thrust IL to-
ward his trainer. who shook his head.
Give Il to Coyington. 30; won't
be here when you come back
Get on your marks The starter
gave his order.
Speed set his spikes into the dirt.
brought his weight forward upon his
hands. lie whispered something 10
skinner That gentleman straishten-
ed up. whereupon Willie cried for a
second time:
ION your marks" and again skin.
ner crouched.
Get set
The crowd filled it's lungs and walt
ed. Helen Blake buried her nails in
her rosy cold palms. Chaplin and his
friends were swayed by their heart
beats. while even Fresno was bal
anced upon his toes. his plump face
eager. The click OF Whites gun sound
cd sharp Az he cooked t.
Into the ear close by his cheek
Speed again %.lspered an agonired-
Don't fccget TO fall down"
This time the cook OF the Centipede
leaped backward with an angry snarl.
while the crowd took breath.
Make him quit talking 10 me"
cried Skinner.
Gallagher uttered an imprecatlon
and strobe forward. only TO have his
way once more barred by still Bill
Slower lie can talk II he wants to /"
There is nothing" Speed pointed
out with dignity, "in the articles 20
forbid talking. II wished 10, / could
sing. Yes. or whistle. II felt like
IT,
"on your marks" came the rasping
voice Of While as wslly murmured to
skinner:
Remember. ! trust you
skinner ground his teeth; the tendons
in his calves stood out rigidly
Get set"
once more the silence OF death
wrapped the beholders. and Willis
raised his arm.
Speed cast one lingering farewell
glance to the skies. and said. devout-
Iy: What beautiful. beautiful
dayi"
Now the starter was shaking In an
ague cf fury.
Listen, youl" he chartered, shrilly.
I'm goln' to shoot twice this time
once In the air, and the next time at
the nearest foot-runner. Now, get
set" and the speaker pulled the trig-
ger. whereupon Speed leaped az II the