The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-04-02

compliment unless she made him
and she was starved for some occa
| sionable words of praise
HI ScOMPLlMENT.
81 should think women with sc
much money" she began adroitly
could make themselves look very
beautiful"
Make themselves look like freaks,
he grunted.
"Oh, then Helen doesn't look SO bad
in comparison? she laughed.
"Helen's the best looking woman
here!"
And she nestled happily against
him. He had said something nice
even if she had to make him say it.
and for the moment she was supreme
ly happy.
In the meantime some hackneys had
been shown, and now thering was be-
ing prepared for high jumping A
troop Of workmen brought in the bars
and raked the tanbark.
Number 4, the first entry, refused
the jump, and it's rider, a Belgian Off
Ger, turned it back and again spurred
it at a gallop toward the bars. But
again the horse stopped short
"Oh, look how it's trembling?'
Helen cried, pityingly Its cruel to
force it. 1t can't jump that-it's too
high"
at can take 1t. all right" shrugged
Warren, cor it wouldn't be entered
here"
For the third and last trial the Off
Ger forced the horse to the bars, this
time lashing it over. The crowd
cheered loudly, but Helen could see
only the nervous fear in the animal
eyes as it stood trembling at the gate
When the next horse entered, its
rider first led it up to the bars, at
which it shifted inquiringly.
"Oh, that's nice of him." whispered
Helen. He wants the horse to see
what it is, so it won't be afraid. Why
don't they all do that? There, how
beautifully he cleared it," as the
horse went over without touching.
A GAME RIDER.
Then came a fiery, black animal,
who plunged and reared as though de-
termined not to take the jump.
A swift dash to the bars, and the
next moment both horse and rider lay
struggling on the ground.
There was a tense horror-stricken
second, as before the grooms could
the man. Then the horse was on it's
feet-but it's rider still lay motion
less.
A great audience seemed to hold its
breath as the grooms lifted him up.
He pressed his hand to his head as
though dazer, then plainly gathering
himself together by sheer will force,
he turned toward his horse
ooh, dear, he isn't going to try that
AGA1N?" whispered Helen, as they
helped him to mount.
Looks like it. Some of those for
eign officers are pretty good sports -
This time he made the jump sue
cessfully, and rode out amid the wild
est applause.
From where they sat they could see
beyond the gate where the riders dis
mounted. Helen leaned forward anx-
iously.
"oh, believe he's hurt! Look, they
have to help him off! Oh, they
SHOULDN'T have let him jump
again!"
OF the eleven entries only three
Then the top br was raised six inches
for those three to jump again. One
failed. and once more the bar was
raised for the other two, No. 3 and
No. s. Helen's sympathies were all
with No. 8, for it was catalogued as
"aged" 1t seemed to her cruel for an
aged horse to have to jump, and this
one had jumped so willingly and SO
we'll. Yet they kept bringing it back
for still harder tests. But now they
were asking too much-for this, the
last and highest bar, the horse
COULD not clear.
SYMPATHY FOR HORSES
"Oh. dear, I'm so sorry, and it had
done SO we'll! Look how it hangs it's
head as it goes out. 1t knows it's
failed"
We'll, they can't always win," said
Warren indifferently. eff that's the
horse I think it is. It won everything
here a few years ago"
That's just the point, don't you
see-now that it's getting older IL
CAN'T! When it's still o1der-too
old for show purposes-what becomes
of it them"
Warren shrugged his shoulders
ooh, I wonder If any of these peo-
pie ever stop to think what becomes
OF these show horses when they get
old! Think of all the care, the groom
ing and netting thew have now md