The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-09-24
By Ann Ldsso.

ing SLOWLY by the green IenCSS, De- hind which the Hardegriff Motor Cup Race was to be run!
 "It's a great day, Anne, and I ex- pect to have bully time - so no boyish sii sweetness sweetness; intended intended to to sake the sting from his words.
 I didn't. I had to do a little resolute winking of both eyes be- the turmoil of the scene about me. Up a white ribbon of road we crawled in our maroon car. And there, under the direction of uni 1 leased from the tortuous s1owness of our approach to the field and went darting through the green gate into swarm of tightly pack
 Overhead airplanes were darting about-dipping and whirling and circling like giant dragonaies- anS BTan1e thsfe and tbs were dronng d1 air whistled all about us as it blew in with a fresh tang from the sea.
 It was the first time I had gone to great automobile race, and my | der of it all, and of course I want ed ito share my feelings with Jim. But when turned to slip my land into Jim's he had been pushed ahead of me by the jost1ing crowd and I caught glimpse of him hold ing Evvy in front of him and steer ing her by her elbows, so she was free of the mob that was bruiting 1, me about as it surged a1ong
 Alright, Mrs. Jimmy, I'm bring ing up the rear, and Betty's on the right flank,'' sang out Terry's voice just as was ready to get I it all.
 Then Betty's hand found mine, and together we three came to the box where Jim and Evvy were wait U presently brought Virginia and Phoebe. There wasn't room for all of us, but of course Evvy and Shel- don weren't allowed to go to their own seats, and again Evvy sat with l wide blue eyes focused on my hus- band, and quivering red lips mur- muring to him, while her little right hand beat on his arm with determined insistence.
 l wondered if the airplanes flying overhead caused the wild glint in EJlm's eyes - or whether Evvy's words had power to move him so. | Then Jim rose and cried reckless ,ly: "All right, here's to your hunch l-the eight-to-one shot!'
 And he darted out of the box. Evvy smiled complacentIy, set ito Neal.
 "Jims gone to put his, money up on the Yankee kid, Grayson,' she said; You'd better chase after a
 But Phoebe laid her hand quietly on NeaPs coat sleeve, and my young brother remarked indifferentiy tho ds him heart diagasn was enough to give ing to worry about his salary. Whereupon Phoebe fed him cara mel with an absurd little maternal ar that made even Virginia laugh
 and l had to laugh also like one of a chorus. But I did not laugh again
 during the long hour I waited for
 Jim to return.
 At last he came and sank into one in which Evvy sat. He leaned forward gripping the top of her
 chair and whispered to her. And now the droning airplanes were
 bottom of the bowl pit-boys and
 repair men were darting about ir
 their little dug-outs along the inner
 circle of the track, and the grand
 rim was leaning forward to mar watching the giant cars wheel into place, while drivers and mechani clans groomed them as lovingly a. horses to nuzzle against the hand
 that had trained them.
 Then the crack of a pistol. ant $ thunder h11Int and lightning seemed tt 1; pop of exhausts and the heav. droning of engines-the great car started on the hundred mile rae, that would take them fifty lap
 around the deep concave of tn ;, track.
 When the cars reached the far X side of the field the grandstan, l rose and, peering through fiel, glasses, shouted that Wetmore, tn
 favorite, was leading and .'th Frenchman" had nosed ahead of tn :, gray car. Crouching low we say r them whirl by in that formatio e again and agafn-ten laps-fifteer = Wetmore - the Frenchman - tn e gray car. Back in the rucl1 the Tan o kee Kid drove, half hidden behin
 the wheel of his low. hung Cream T At the eighteenth lap he ha h twentieth he was eight Then th '- gray car sllidded. slowed up, an
 panted to the pit edge where tn l. repair men lacked it up and all e a minute or two had put on a ne
 wheel and jerked off one with y flat tire. At the twenty fifth lap 1T with the race half over - tn 7 Yankee Kid whirled by in sixt e place. t-- o top rung of Evvy's chair, and turne e to smile at me. He was wan an
 gray. I laid my hand in his an n he crushed it fiercely for a mt el ment. Then the pressure of his ic g. fingers relaxed and he hunched fol
 ssssss andlia ETAOIN ETAOIN TIE le ward again, hanging over the tc T. of Evvys chair. And then like D. young demon that Yankee K ,y drove by again and again ann u ElD TT,I mo