Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-10-05

vious that the Spaniard was determined to
let the Unknown's sick brother die
Here they come! Look at EN-! Whoopeel
Come on, you black! That's it, you yellow
grill Whip EN-! Sufferin' mackerel! Come
on, Spanish Come on!"
Then combined cry went up from the
crowd that made all previous demonstra-
tions seem like whispers. As they were get
ting Strengthened for the dash home the girl
in the mask leaned forward and touched
each of her mounts with her hand-not her
whip, her hand. 1t was like caress, and
as daring thing as ever saw done by any
rider anywhere The effect was inStan-
taneous. ! Her big bays leaped forward,
passed the Spaniard as if she was anchored,
and ripped down the track like the race
horses they really were.
@Pipe the Unknown! Come on, you Alys-
terry! Come on, you Miss New York! Vince!
Whoopee! She wins by length!'
THE noise was deafening. Ten thousand
hats we're hurled in the air, and fifteen
thousand wild-eyed enthusiasts danced up
and down, swatting one another excitedly
and screaming their joy. Senorita Josie
Tacinta Grogan-Alhamar flashed past the
grandstand length behind, and beat out
the little blond by only a nose. Before they
could check their dripping mounts the crowd
poured out on the track.
The dreaded accident had to happen.
Some agriculturist stumbled and fell right
in the path of the blond's horses, one of them
tripped on his PROSTATE carcass, the rider
did somersault, and was picked up uncon-
scious twenty feet away. | didn't see this,
nor did Jack l had rushed across the in
Eo11 70 tho Mics Mc( ann
and guide her to the shelter of the women S
dressing tent, and Jack was busting through
the crowd to tell his inamorata that she was
all right even if she hadn't won.
Both of us succeeded before the mob
caught up, and we were safely inside the
tent when Sam and four canvasmen came
in carrying the limp form of Miss Florence
Mcclure. Miss Dorothy was changing her
costume when l saw the clump of men stand
back to permit the circus physician to exam
inc the injured girl. In minute he stood up,
asked for some brandy, poured it down the
girls throat, and brought her to conscious
ness.
4Just knocked out for SPELL said he.
3Not hurt a bit. Lucky, though"
THEN through the little group of onlook-
ers dashed yellow figure and pumped
itself down beside the reviving blond.
aBilly!" it cried @Are you hurt, Deary?'
"Naw!" said the blond in a deep bass
voice. @Horse tripped over fool rube!
I'm all right"
The Senorita kissed the blond and hur
riedly removed its wig. Jack came up.
whats the trouble?" said he.
Without looking up the Senorita Jacinta
Alhamar spoke in the purest English. BILLY,
my husband, had fall
I thought Jack would faint for minute.
The Sehorita Jacinta speaking English!
And talking about her husband! And he
was Miss Florence MCGUIRE! His mouth
worked and the perspiration stood out on
his forehead in globules the size of eggs.
"Well, I'll be damned!' was all he could
find to say, and it took him sometime to
think of that.
@Hello, Jack!' whispered a sweet voice
behind him.
Mccain turned and looked. Then he
rubbed his eyes and asked me if l thought
he had gone crazy with the heat.
"Jacky, darling! Did you see the race?
Won't you be nice and introduce me to Mr.
and Mrs. Mcclure? They might like to
meet Miss New York, the Great Unknown"
l did the introducing; for Jack couldn't
talk. Billy Mcclure managed to stand up
in his blue tights and stick out a grimy hand.
The other clutched his blond wig.