The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-05-06

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beamed upon her.
"What, thereI" Sherry inter.
rupted. I'll handle the Lone Tree
Stables finances. Ana We are not
taking q penny from Ted, either
She worked too hard for III"
"But Sherry" q purposeful Ted
insisted, my trAlner.friend said
Il cost about $1,000 to get . horse
in the Derby; that the starting Zee
alone Is $500"
"it does take money, Ted: but
my luck's turning, I'll have plenty
In q few daysl Tell you what !
will do - you can lend us your big
car, I'll store your things here,
and we'll lock up hte apartment
for the time being. We'll need
your car to haul the trailer--and
carry the stable tack. And right
nowS the time 10 unload your
furnishings So for we're going To
start rolling toward Churchill
Downs at sunrise !"
Before dawn next morning sher-
RVS group was at the race track. 80
were others with the same idea
Word has passed that Paul Wharf,
ton was shipping Red Soldier to
Churchill Downs. During the night
the shipping contagion Spread--on
10 the Derbyl
Three owners were shipping one
horse each by train, In the same
Arms Palace Horse Car, Seven
others were packing their tack,
making ready 10 20 overland by
motor van, when Sherry drove
down the main row Of stables, fol-
lowed by Ted Duncan Bond and
Uncle Willie In the teachers car
Old Sam, his eyes aglow In the
murky dawn, was excitedly walt.
Ing for her
miss Sherry, we's oil ready;
we be the first 10 leave. We jus
takin' one horse others takin a
Stableful. We got the road In
front OF US clean; and knows
ev'ry turn an short cut. But Miss
Sherry" his voice dropped 10 q
worried tone, shat ar Mistah Paul
Wharton wus here two-three min
utes ago. a-frownlng at our trailer"
"Trowning9 What did he sayp'
"fIe say - but here he be, now"
Sam turned away as 0 wify figure
In light tweeds came out OF the
morning fnists,
Paul Wharton was all business.
He strobe up 10 Sherry, ignored
everyone else, said bruskly:
saaisss VlssA -AahQA MfAIIt IN
my head van - next 10 Red Sol"
dier. You can put Pepper Boy In
there. I'll charge you only your
share OF transportation costs 80
won't be much"
sherry bridled at his manner,
and ut the memory OF yesterday
Lucky, eh2 You are big.hcarl-
cd" she said, moving away IRON
him.
Wharton, ignoring her GOODNESS,
followed her. every other train
err on the track has asked me for
va nroom-i've the best vans, most
careful drivers - turned EN- all
down. It's either your horse. or
nobody's, Sherry"
Lucky mel But you forget I've
q van Of my own"
She nodded toward the stable.
San, had already backed the
trailer against Q small loading
platform, now was hitching the
big car TO u. Ted, wornan-like,
was neatly piling the contents OF
the tack room into the car: nov
Sam was bringing Pepper Boy,
blanketed out Of his stall. Uncle
Willie directed him u pthe ramp,
onto the loading platform. then
onto te trailer, whcrehe was Sc.
curely haltered.
"We're just about ready TO move
Paul." Sherry was saying crisply,
when n lanky figure called:
"Heh, what's up''
Sherry would have known the
voice even II she hadn't recognized
the rolling gait OF the speaker.
Hello, Shepl" she called, Were
heading for the Downs"
Shep Grant came over TO them,
looking sharply at Paul Wharton,
What are you trying TO talk
OnerTy WVO uUWf nc uIdWieu'
Wharton stepped back, DELHI
erately looked Shep Grant over
from his riders English boots,
whipcord riding breeches, black
coat nodded TO the waist, the
white stock and tie. 10 the hat
resting jauntily on his thick, fat;'
hair. Paul grinned broadly, asked:
Where's the show ring, Grant?
I thought this was race track"
Grant made no answer.
Come. you two" Sherry said
quickly. TITS no fair scrapping
before breakfast"
WELL" exclaimed Shep Grant.
with a bright smile at Sherry. "I'll
wait until you're free, Sherry"
He walked away.
Sorry, Sherry Grants all
right" Wharton said evenly.
Now, about that trailer, Sherry.