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Show I 1 - - I I f - ; - - i . . t J - - i i there's to mner in it and there is a rhsnre for a broken r.eck. OMi'ld is in a class br himelf ia slirticir fence and sometirnea poing through them. No one has eared to go against him, so fixed matches are generally ia vegue now on the circular tracks. But the danger is still there. There is still thst chance f laniing against a fence. OldSeld is out on the coast jiow and 'he 1 ranhly admita that age and the easy life be has led have made him thlak seriously of pulling out of the game. ; .' , "I'm not a. nervous felIow,, said Barney, ehortly after the death of Tom Cooper as the result-of a New' York auto accident, "but every time I think of poor .old Tom I hare a funny feeling. I've dreamed about Tom Cooper four times since that fatal accident, and every time I aaw him aa he was when I looked npoa the dead face. He always al-ways Jhin and white, with that big scar on his face.. .. . v. ," : When HU Jferra railed. . "7 V. . .' .-" ' "I akirted a fence oa a fast run aome time after I saw that face and, o you know, it loomed up before me again f I'm not nervous and I'm taking mighty few ehaneee nowaday, but to eee poor old Tom, or to think. of him when I'm skinning a rail, "unnerves me. , It. was when the Vanderbilt eup race show was here and Barney was acting aa a drawing card that he told the writer about how, in his belief, he had laved himself many times from death. "My old training, aa a bicycle rider was what did it," id the racer. "Do you remember when Charlie Burman was cured of the desire to race! Well, this accident, the last one I was in, waa the cause. . "I had pulled in close to the fence to give Burman hie chance to shoot ahead. Another contestant caught my wheel and I shot into the fence. When the fence post went I knew it waa ail off. I was in for it again. "The same fence picket that hit my head rapped me on the arm. That waa where my training helped me. My laat instinct after the Dig smash comes end I know I'm going to nit something hard is to hold my left arm ever my faoe. All the old circuit bike riders did it. Watch any of them and you will notice that when they fall it ia with their faces buried in their arm. If I hadn t done it that day my skull would tavo been crushed like an eggshell." Trz-j C'.'JL.'.U tls fi-os autc T"J: is c-3 cf tls tz-.z. c-t-rtilzirz Ul'-orj tzz; tls r;:rtlir celebrities. rzy tat a tzz.1 cf rt:ries tr.I ex-pcrirzcfs ex-pcrirzcfs Hit ts tss acczr:Isted dcr-lrj dcr-lrj Us tts yean ef bicycle racier and tozx years la the aotoaobiie raeirx inae. ' ' ' A crowd of - Kansas City enthusiasts who composed his auditors la the lobby of the Baltimore one night were regaled with the following goood one, among others, of the-same class;-. "We were on our way West lasCNo-vember, lasCNo-vember, :i year ago," aald Barney, lighting a fresh cigar, "and to break the long jump from Salt Lake City to San Francisco, we decided to stop off at Seno, Nev a ' corking good little burg that ia always touted a a winner by anyone who ever stopped off there. My car were the first automobile ever seen in the town, and of course there waa no garage in the place, ao I put the machines in the leading livery- stable, where they were surrounded by. the na-tivea na-tivea day and jiight r vi . Know Hot Automobile. . : W Three day before the races", which were to take place oa Sunday, a young fellow named Bailey,. who had my publicity pub-licity work in charge, came to me and aid that. the prospect of getting a f;ood crowd were poor on account of the nhabitanta having ao ldea'of automo-biling automo-biling aa a sport. Bailey was a resourceful re-sourceful fellow, so I left it to. htm to Set busy and hand out a line of stuff tat wpuld pull the crowd out. ' ' Bailey . opened up that afternoon with a story that told of the number of deaths to the credit of the Oreen Dragon Drag-on equaling that of an Algerian bandit chieftain, and every day the number of vietima would increase, until I fully expected ex-pected to - eee blood ooaing from the maehine every time I went around to the livery stable. . : Want to Bee Notches. "Oa the afternoon before the day of the race Bailey waa standing near the ears when he caught sight of two rough-looking rough-looking cowboys examining the frame of the Oreen Dragon, rubbing their hands along the aide of the machiae. 'Say, partner,' spoke op the larger ot the two, where 'a the notches' Notchesl' responded Bailey; 'What notches!' ' 'Well, say,' continued the Westerner, 'ain't this guy Oilfield killed his men all right! " Bailey acknowledged ac-knowledged that owing to the fact that spectator had ignored the warning eigne and crowded too close te the track, just as something went wrong with the machine, several had been killed. 'Well, pard, in just give you a little tip.' was the native's retort 'If ?on wanta to get enough of a crowd to he race track tomorrow to hang a hoes thief, you'd better get busy and notch the automobile and make good.' "Aa I said, before,", continued Bar-1 ney, "this Bailey waa resourceful all right, and he made a bee line for a hardware store and purchased a file. When he got through with his work there were so many notches on the frame that I was almost afraid to drive the ear. "But you can bet we had the crowd. Bailey said it waa the notches that drew them." Els Raring Days Over. Bamev- Oldfield 's .racing days are over. They have been over for some time now. That is not to say that he is sot still skirting the fencee on the circular cir-cular tracks, but nowadays Barney always al-ways knows just where he is going to-land to-land if his machine gets around to the home stretch. YouH see no more re-markabla re-markabla records set by Barney, for |