Evening star., 1922-07-09

Arst heat, on your own horse. I made
Edwards tell me their scheme last
night. They have fixed it to beat
you out Of that first heat. Mr..
Tolin-is that the name.-is to sur
prise you at the finish and win 1t.
They'll say it was a mistake, and
they'll XIII you il you 60 out after
the hrsi heat to win one Of the others
and upset their plans"
The girl was breathless from ex-
citemen, and a rapid recitation of
the story. OBrien stood mute while
she raced through II.
Don't take any chances and try to
| upset them and their game. please.
| abe begged in conclusion. The
sheriff, round eyed. heard her Through
"And let them get away with their
crockedness?" he asked.
That would be better than letting
them get away with a perfectly good
| sheriff" she replied. smiling.
OF course. you've got your mort
saRe," said O'Brien. And you can't
lose anything. but
You're a dirty irish loafer," ex-
claimed the girl. suddenly tense with
AMER. And 1T serves me right for
| trying to be nice to any sharftyman."
She turned on her heel and walked
quickly away through the crowd
leaving poor Sheriff OBrien. Witless,
! at a loss to understand her. He
stood. befuddled, r full minute be-
fore it dawned on him.
"Fathead," he reviled himself. The
! only girl that ever looked at me
and l didn't see her looking. Damn:
She only wants me to lose, SO I'll not
get into danger. Lord. Lord"
He looked at his watch, and in
sudden alarm for fear he was late
for the race, started for his stable
on the double quick.
Eddie Edwards, nervous and i'm
| patient, was the fret out for the first
heat. His horse. White Winter, wa.
| snow white with q black nose, and
| Eddie was all dolled up In white
| suit and white cap. Moreover, he had
| a white bike and white harness. He
| was greeted with loud and prolonged
applause by all the home folks. the
| men cheering because many of them
had money down on White Winter
| and the women joining In because oi
| focal pride and admiration for the
natty, white outht.
Looks like Christmas said o'Brier
jovially 10 Brown as they passed. 60
ing out to the track.
| you could guess he's a bahbuh
couldn't yo'?" replied Brown.
ROWN'S Romeo was a black horse
- that seemed full of fire, pace and
general devilment. Standing. still
Romeo looked like solemn old hearst
horse, but in motion he might have
been sncrtins fire engine to a fire
The crowd gasped with admiration as
I Romeo tore through the stretch te
! warm up. When, a second later, Tolir
| swung down with Expressman, he
! robbed Brown Of half his glory. Fifty
per cent of the crowd that had ad.
mired Romeo turned to worship Elk
pressman. a handsome big sorrei witt
a blaze face. This son Of Messenge,
was as good-looking as a red-headet
| gambler with gold tooth.
The crowd turned from these thre.
! handsome PAGERS to wonder at tn.
trappings of wedding Bells coming
briskly down the track under Billy
O'Briens guidance. 1t was plain thai
| the sheriff had not exaggerated in hii
| description of the horse to Brown
| Wedding Bells wore all the regula.
tfon harness and several other pieces
| including a stick on his right side
running from the bride back to thu
| saddle. He wore hopples. Of course
! toe weights on his front feet, 3
sponge on the bridge of his nose anG
1 spreaders on his front legs to keet
his knees from knocking. The marvel
| of it was that with all the trappinKI
the horse seemed to have good turr
of speed. He flashed through the
stretch as snappily as any Of them.
The first heat worked out exactl,
according to plan, but through nc
fault of Sam Tolin. Of whom o'Brier
had been warned by the girl. o'Brier
led the hrst time round. and KEEP,
Wedding Bells in front the secont
time, to win In ;e.1lA. Tolin. with Elk
pressrnan. was second. coming up OF
the outside a mile a minute. He wa,
trying a "sheak," but o'Brien. lookins
over his right shoulder. saw Express.
| man coming The sheriff barked d,
wedding Bells sharply.
! Few people seemed to notice that. i,
the horses approached the wire, Wed.
4diAg BeiIs swung sharply over to tn,