The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-09-03
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BY CHARLES B. FARMER

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Hill with finality
Linda shot quick glance at
the handsome youngStCr. So her
partner was THE Donald; gen
tlCman Jockey who rode at coun-
try club meets. One Of the hang
crS-on of the moncycr ariStocracy.
So. he WAS trying to pick up a
horse of his own cheap. That
was it. Probably tired Of riding
horses for wealthy friends. $1,000
Tell You what I'll do Hill
WAS speaking again, before you
20 and ruin tins colt over the
jumps. I'll give you the same price
| bid: thirty-fivc hundred. | guess
you'll take my check, Linda!
The colt is not for sale. said
Linda, at any price. And look.
she pointed up the highway. a
motorcadc WAS sweeping down to-
ward the barn.
Looks like the crowd from
Radford'S." she said.
1t was. Three cars came to Il
dusty stop in front of the sales
barn. Bruce Radford jumped out
of the first car. followed by a
handful of prosperous looking
men.
Heb. You started the SALE
Radford demanded.
Waited over an hour for your
crowd" the auctlOnccr COM
planned. This here is business"
Great Scott, man, Didn't you
know last nights storm washed
the Hogan'S Creek bridge away?
| had to detour % miles
You Should-a sent word. But
you're in time. I'm Sclln' four
fine colts"
"What about Golden Toy"
Sorry" jenkins shrugged fat
shoulders. sold for eight hun
drcd-"
Pm darncdw RadEord turned,
recognized Linda, who had been
obscured by Golden Toys cntour-
age. Hello, Linda! You did get
here. Who bought Golden Toy,
II did. That is, Mr.. Donald and
| together"
"You-and Donald" He swept
his panama off, ran fingers
through thick, brown hair. He
made Linda think of fat kcwpy
"a disgruntlcd kewpy. We'll, I'm
darned. Since when did you team
up with "a"
"That'll be enough from you,
Radford," Donald said quietly.
"WhO spoke to you
"rm speaking to you. We
bought the colt together; we're
going to campaign together.
Radford looked at Linda. That
true"
She nodded.
He seemed shocked. Said some
thing to the men around him.
Linda caught their words-advIce
spoken from hardened mouths:
BUY the gal out-shcU take
dough-you got right to the
colt
The girl flushed. Looked an IN,
slant at Monte Hill. He shook his
head, as if to repeat, women and
racing-thcy don't mix
Tell you what I'll do; I'll give
you a couple of thousand" Rad
ford began, but Linda cut him
short, saying meaningly: "Iou
should start a thirty-fivc hun
bred, Bruce-the price of another
thoroughbred"
He flushed. She said, "Rcmcm-
ber?"
IAN right, I'll give you thirty
five hundred"
mot for thirty-fivc thousand
from you"
Radford looked at her levelly a
moment. There was no resent
ment in his face. He turned to
Donald: "You don't want to make
any money either, do you?'
Brown Donald looked at Linda
I'VE don't want his money, do
we?"
NO"
Colts not for salc-to you.
Radford," Donald said evenly
"Now. you'll excuse us. MIR.
Sandy, let's get going to your
farm"
Sandy Gordon and Brown Don
aid led the colt off; Linda turned
her back on Bruce and his crowd.
Monte fell into step, as they fol-
lowed the colt.
"Oh. Monte" she said moth
ing more. He took her arm, sens
ing her nervousness.
"Racing-it's tough game for
woman" he said. unless she
rolling in money. You need
someone he was speaking in low
tones. won't you change your
mind, let me look after"
Monte" She forced a smile up
at him. please, please don't 90