Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1914-10-14

At the indianapolis station I.got my
second shock. Charley had girl. He
must have telegraphed, for she was
waiting at the station with apparently
none other than dearest mamma. He
told me afterward that she was the
daughter OF the purchasing agent OF
the factory. Say. she did love my boss!
Why, she couldn't have spelled 1t
palmer on an electric sign. When
saw Charley after dinner he told me
the whole thing. She wanted him in
| the race.
ed. You ought to see the little mink.
| Do you know she thinks am the best
| driver in the world, and II she keeps
up that talk it's going to turn my fool
head. don't you know it She makes
| 1t so all fired real. Why, can see you
and me leading Barney about ten laps.
| and
Charley! Charleyr' broke in on
that CUFF. We'll be lucky devils to
| bring home two whole frames and
| few pieces of car. II your little lady
wants you to race, race. But keep
| your head. boss. That speedway is
some nasty driving"
When the big day came I was not
| with him. 1t was my blamed eyes.
! cried-honest to goodness-almost all
| the night before. seemed so much
part Of Charley and his, squatty little
Greyhound But eyes are necessary,
| and with an aching heart Charley took
on Newman. So was at the track In
a front seat. Sitting with me was
Miss Lois-Charley's sweetheart
We had nervously waited the hour
before the 500 mile affair / think the
little lady cried and laughed by weird
turns. Once her mother wanted her to
leave the speedway. but she couldn't
| have made her leave for a million dol
lars. AT the start her nerves were on
edge. She leaned far out, and / was
| fearful of some Mysteries. But she
braced up. And how they whirled.
| The Greyhound was going at dizzy
speed. Charley was taking the turns
| like a good fellow She made me use
the field glasses. Now he darted past
| rival. Now he ducked close to the
earth and went like a scared gopher.
After few minutes Miss Lois caught
my arm.
"Mr. Ed, oughtn't to care for glory.
| But you don't know-it will mean ev-
erything to us-to Charley and rue. Oh.
how want him to win. but it's awful.
Mr.. Ed!'
| | never said nothing. l didn't quite
know what to say. AS l stood figuring
on what to do for the girl. in case
something did happen, l saw Charley.
He shot past US for the twentieth time.
| saw a cloud of dust. There was a
| cry from nearly $4,000 mouths. La
Roche. the French driver. had gone
down In nasty heap. Again l caught
sight Of Charley and how he was driv-
ingl The dump had given him slight
advantage. and he was eating up the
| path before him.
How long our nerves had tingled l
don't know. l would have been
thousand times easier at my old place.
| saw Charley rush by the stand and
stop hundred yards down the course.
1t was tire trouble. could see them
working like fiends.
go to him. Mr.. Edr' She almost
pushed me. Tell him to be careful.
Tell him
was of. The face of that girl was
a miracle. l remembered her words
and rushed to Charley. pulled him
from his work and told him the girl he
loved was scared worsen ever saw a
woman. He grew little pale, but 1t
didn't show much under his dirty face.
"I'l stop, II you think she wants me
to. Nothin' is too good for her. But
II that motor holds l can win IN a
walk"
AS be stopped talking there was
crash. Young Lockwood had gone
into a fence few yards back stretch.
| Charley's car was already in trim to
go. She painted as If mad to leap for
ward on the mad path that sometimes
leads lowell, it isn't pleasant to say
Just where. But Charley did not get
into the car
ED. If l drop out will the boys say
quit?"
| l didn't answer. Far down the track
came the cry Of another spill. Above
the din came the unnatural shrill voice
Of Miss Lois. She was leaning against
the fence only ten yards away.
| Tell Charley to drive! Tell him
to drive for Lois!"
| Without a word my boss was in his
| place. With a puff the Greyhound
| jumped into the middle Of the speed
way. And then ranted off.
AS | led the girl back to the stand
great tears mounted to the corners of
| her pretty eyes.
"Men need brave girls. don't they.
Mr.. Ed? Men expect
| Bang!
| Only moment later a racer was on
fire. 1t had jumped the railing and
was now burning into ashes a half
mile away.
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