Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-02-02

ledneu from the machine. THICK fa1r
, Fair lay across his $boyish forehead
above level dark brows. his candid
dark-blue eyes went direct to their
goal: the metal badge fastened to
Gerard's lapel and just visible under
the edge Of his sri o~yercoat.,
you're wearing a. chauffeur's IL
cense," he challenged.
/ surely am. Want to engage a
nam Yves the grave response. i
The boys arch glance swept, the
other's face. So definitely stamped
with the habit of mastery.
III did I'd ask you to recon-
mend one" he retorted m%irthfully.
I'm not 30 much mixed az I sound
ed; I wasn't thinking Of hiring you.
But did want to ask IL you would
ride into the city with mo. My
mechanician is busy over there. I
can't lind any one else to go with
TO the Renard shop tonight"
Nov I WONDER Gerard unused
aloud, why you want any one with
YOU" -
j Because I won't be eighteen for q
MONTH" he ave prompt explanation.
Under the latest law freak turned
out at Albany. I'm too young to drive
motor vehicle safely on the public
roads unless I have a licensed chauf-
fuer alongside Of me. Z oh, of course
you'd laugh
II was only recalling what I've
just been watching you do on the
track" '~apologizcd Gerard, ~Nsteadying
his countenance. "And speculatine
Upon how the average chauffeur
would like to try your feats. 1 shall
appreciate the honor of riding into
town with Mr.. Rose and his rose."
The driver colored and laughed to-
1 nfhA No. A--p J.. - -
side him.
They're always Raging me-I
mean the professional racers and
motor men," he avowed, in a burst of
%resentful confidence. "They called
me kid amateur, and rosebud, and
grille, until I just had my car paint
ed pink and bought these pink suits
n old them to go ahead getting al.
the fun they could. I'll get my turn
tomorrow night" He twisted his car
through the curved gateway, vicious
ly expert.
You Ire planning to win?'
.There was no trace of/mockery in
the level intonation OF the inquiry,
yet Rose flushed again. .
want to, and I mean TO try he
answered frankly and sober,y. "Of
course n can't count on that sort OF
thing. I've go a splendid French
<AlJdH 1STdIu is
going to I'm afraid of him.
Why, he hasn't even been out to
practice! He says he knows the
track. they tell me, and he'll not
come down until a couple of hours
before the start. That kind of talk
rattles mel wish he'd act like other
people and not as If he just meant to
drop into the motordrome and win
another cup"
IT don't believe Gerard intends to
pose as confident" deprecated his
companion. You see, he has his
automobile factory to n as we'll
as his racing work; I rather fancy
that he didn't come ~out to practice
because he was busy"
"Oh, J. suppose so. 1t just gets on
my nerves; I shouldn't wonder. it
they were a bit raw from 20 much
chafdng by the professional pilots.
We're the quickest tempered family
that e happened, anyhow TIT 80
off n handle. I know I will, II those
grinning drivers get to gliding at me
tomorrow might he broke of,
siammtng savagely inko a lower Eear
as he caught a mounted policeman's
eye and endeavored to choke his rae
ing cars speed down to a reasonable
approach to the legal limit.
When the desired result was some-
what attained. Gerard spoke with
quiet seriousness.
'1ve seen considerable motor rae
ing. and I've been watching Won this
afternoon. With some really steady
training and practice you could un-
doubtedly become one of our few fine
drivers. You have the gift"
Rose caught his breath, his blue
eye flashed to meet tho other mans
with dazzled and dazzling ardor.
"But--yod must not go off the
handle Never. You must keep YOU
nerve or quit the track"
1T isn't nerve. it's temper"
amended Rose honestly.
Gerard's firm lip bent amused,y,
his bronze brown eyes glinted a fun
as purely boyish as could the others.
That's quite different" he con-
coded. Temper doesn't interfere
with driving; on the contrary, some
of the best drivers and most amiable
ne I know are very demons when
they are racing
Gerard ISN'T. They say he is tho
quietest ever. OF course he's almost