The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1935-06-29

and the tiny pasteboard flew from
her hands, It was a man who had
collided with her and he stopped.
retrieved the ticket, and CHANGING
to see It as he handed Il back to
Sue, remarked: "I've got the same
horse, too, lady--good luck" and
was lost in the milling crowds be-
fore the bewildered Sue could ask
any questions.
The fourth race was next and
Sue walked over to the window
where the young man she had met
on the train said he could be found.
He was waiting for her. Sue lost
no time in telling him about the
ticket she had picked up and what
the man who had bumped into her
had said.
"Well, young lady, II seems that
you have found a perfectly good ~
straight or win ticket on horse
called Ebony Lady. It's running in
the very next race. Hold on to II,
1t may be lucky. Finders, keep
! ers," he philosophical and added:
"How about q lemonade?" Wa
Slipping a lemonade and munch-
ing a hot dog Sue felt great deal
more cheerful. When they had
finished the young man accompan-
led her to the rail where she could
station herself to get a good view
of the next race. BEST of luck"
he said, and then whispered some
thing to sue before he left.
Sue looked at the big board next
to the judges stand and saw that
the odds on Ebony Lady were to
/ and that the favorite In the race
was a filly called Patsy Ann.
The first she could see of the
race were the green silks of Patsy
Ann, who had broken on top and
was leading. She looked for the
cerise and gold colors of Ebony
Lady.
Her hopes, so buoyant moment
| before, were dashed. The race had
carried into the back stretch now
and the field of horses, closely
punched together, were moving up
but Patsy Ann was still out In front
| by what seemed to Sue to be an
awfully snug margin. Then Sue
caught a glimpse of the cerise and
gold. Ebony Lady, she counted.
was fifth. The horses were near
ing the three-quarter mile pole.
"Come on, come on" she be-
seeched, her throat dry and q hys-
terical feeling gripping her. Now
the race was being run. Patsy Ann
was still leading, but only three
necks separated the frst three
horses. with Ebony Lady laying
third
Only a few feet now to the An
ish. Sue closed her eyes for an
instant. She tried to be calm. II
was no use. She looked up just
In time to see tho cerlse and gold
of Ebony Lady flash by the finish
line first by a matter of inches.
Giddily she listened to the roar
of the crowd as she clutched the
little ticket In her hand. She
leaned against tho rail, lost and
limp with excitement, until the
odds board finally revealed to her
what the ticket was worth. The
numbers were posted and she rivet.
cd her gaze to them. Twenty doll
lars for two! Jubilantly she scut-
tied off to the payoff window, re-
deemed the ticket, stuffed the
money In her shabby little purse.
Her head swan as she sat in the
train as It sped back to the city.
She thought OF what an afternoon
II had been for her, how magical
It had turned out. And she thought
again of the little blue dress in the
shop window, tho room rent, the
lady who said come back Monday
to address envelopes. the lucky
ticket sho found.
But she thought most Of the
young man who had whispered that
he would consider 1t privilege an
deed IL he could take her to the
movies some evening soon.
Copyright, 1895, The Chicago
Daily News Inc.)