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Show WP - --, - 'lm- ' - -w - - n -J""" tl "" ' ! I ! 1.1 II,., I J Tho four girls woro drcstod very prettily and woro In a whirl of excitement, ex-citement, for they were attending tho horse races at a country fair and tho darling of all their hearts, Philip, had entered his horso and would drlvo tho animal hlmsolf. "I Just can't look," said ono. "I'm so excited I can henr my heart boat. What If Philip didn't win!" "Girls, I'd Just cry my oyes out," declared de-clared another. "Oh, look at that horso! Ho can't win with nil that rigging rig-ging 6n. What does ho havo that iron braco over his head for? Looks for all tho world as if ho had spinal trouble." "S-s-s-h," warned all tho othor girls. "They're off!" shouted somo ono In tho crowd, and tho girls stood up with a rush. "Oh, look, look!" said tho girl In brown, "Philip's Just beating 'om. Oh, that nasty old horso is trying to get ahead. Go it, Philip! Go it!" Tho girl in green clapped her hand over her friend's mouth. "I should think you'd bo ashamed of yourself. Tho idea of yelling liko a tough!" "Don't caro," snappod tho girl in brown. "Everybody else Is yelling." "Whoopeo!" shrieked tho girl wearing wear-ing a red golf Jacket. "Philip has won, ho's won. I Just know ho would. You seo 13 was his number, nnd 13 always was a lucky number with him. He was born on tho 13th." "Don't seo as that was a particularly particular-ly lucky ovont," growled a cross-na-tured man sitting near tho bunch of girls. Soon Philip camo on tho stand and tho girls flocked around him with squeals of delight. Ho looked sheepish sheep-ish and delighted by turns. "That's only ono hent," ho warned. "Maybo I won't win nny moro." "What's a heat?" they aakoJ, and ho explained that a heat was part of a race. Soon- the second hent camo. "Now" HEI dccHrcd tho girl in pirik, "this is tho EEl scco-jd rnco In this hent, and then wo'll tHr knew whether he's won or not." H Tho girl in tho red Jnckot spokv yk Mcry gravely. "I bellovo this is onlj D a brush. Thoy havo brushes somo- HI times. I'vo read about 'om nnd tho EH man that was in at tho death was 'it' IH or Qomothlng," nD "You're thinking of a fox hunt," said JM tho girl In green, contemptuously. 19 "No, I'm not," snapped "tho girl In 1 tho golf-Jacket. "I guess I know tho bBiI difference betweon a horso raco and jH a hunt. You act as if you thought F lD didn't know nnythlng. Just becnuso- &H you'vo hud ono moro year of study H than I you think you know ovory- jflR thing." H "I wish they'd shut up making such kE n noise," said tho girl in green. "Now jBj Just lot mo tell you that a brush Is in a Eiii hunt. Whoever heard of a brush on. uiai tho turf." B "Turf, indeed," retorted tho girl in HK tho golf Jacket. "You must bo a land- B scapo gardener. Now, I know what a- B brush is." VX A benevolent-looking man spoko- K very gently Jo tho girls. "Excuse mo, K ladies, I think I can clear this mat- n tor up for you. A brush is a lively Bf argument betweon two young women, BF nolther of whom knows oxactly what Br sho's talking about. A heat is tho- BE point at which theso two young women BJ arrlvo just beforo they dissolve in ' BJ tears." BJ "Hurrah, hurrah," yelled tho crowd. Bj Tho girls woro all glaring straight Bj ahead of thorn.' "Wonder what thoy BJ aro screaming at," muttered tho girl B in brown. B "This is tho end of tho final heat B and Philip has won tho raco," said tho- B benevolent-looking man. " H "And wo didn't seo him do It," gasp- H ed all four of tho girls. B |