Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1935-10-06

was no such look on his face Unbe-
lievably, he seemed to be enjoying
himself. His mouth and eyes were
resoute, but a smile was playing at
their corners. And suddenly David
was aware that with that smile was
bigger, Drawer, better Andy than he
had ever known before, He could not
hate man who smiled so in the face of
danger and insult, and, with that &C
acknowledgement. chain seemed to
snap inside his chest and he heard
himself yelling:
"Stickit, Uncle Andy! Don't let
him get you off,
He saw the roam swung round to
face the starting post and Andy's
smile change into look of blank
astonishment Simultaneously the
gate flew up, and the whole line of
horses catapulted forward as bell
changed.
Andy and the roam were lengths
behind the rest as their riders lifted
them at the first fence. Then David
ran. He ran so fast that the rails on
the further side of the course hit him
in the chest and knocked half the wind
out of his lungs before he could stop.
A bunch of horses were streaming
towards him, with one well ahead
Somebody yelled; Bats leading"
But David did not want the Bat
to lead. His money was on the Bat,
but that didn't matter. Where was
Andy? Where was Andy?
Here he was, lying fourth and draw
ing up to better place. David did
not even watch the Bat take the jump
and sweep VIGOROUSLY onward. His
eyes were on the roam. He heard
Andy's warning, Steady. you Devil"
and saw the roam jump wide and wild;
stumble. peck and wallow back into
stride. "Steady!" again.
Then once more David was rum
ming. and as he ran. he was saying
STEADY. you devil"
He dared not even look at the
jockeys caps, streaming along the
southern extremity of the course like
blown confetti He heard rising wall
of "Ah! He's down" but dared not
stop to see which horse had fallen. 1t
was all he could do to run and repeat
the prayer, Steady, you devil" And
with every step, he knew that he was
roofing more and more for Andy.
and that the blind hatred, nursed for
years, was vanishing like mist. He
reached the far side of the course in
time to see that the Bat was still
leading and that the roam was lying
second. With what little breath was
left in his body he launched the cry:
GO on, beat him.
He did not realize that he had
scrambled under the rails on to the
course until a policeman grabbed him
by the collar and slung him into
safety as a straggler galloped by and
blinded him with a clod of flying
earth. He was still half blind as the
horses came round again and into the
finishing straight. But he was not too
blind to see that the Bat and the
roam were running neck to neck and
that, with every stride, the roaii was
taking the lead.
With the last of his strength, David
fled ahead of them to the water jump.
Behind him voices were crying: THE
Bats out of it, The Bats beaten
He turned as drumming hoofs
sounded over his shoulder. Andy was
a length ahead Of the Bat. struggling
without avail to steady his mount for
THE jump. The roam lifted a yard too
Hate, fouled the hidden bar and
crashed with it's rider into the water
|On the far side.
David did not cry out. He saw
Andy sprawling, half in and half out
of the water. He saw the Bat twist in
midair and miss Andy's head by
inches. He saw the roam lashing out
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