Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 13 September 1938 — Page 16

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"THE INDIANAPOLIS

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By Charles Parmer

CAST OF CHARACTERS LINDA GORDON—Heroine., She gave up Manhattan to return to her Blue Grass, BRUCE RADFORD—Newspaperman, He would give up anvthing for Linda. UNCLE SANDY —Horseman. He wonid give up anything. ton, for a good hore MONTE HILL—Rich racing devotee. He also wanted Linda. Yesterday: Linda burs full interest in the Pompey colt and then Downs to see her uncle put the horse inte action,

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[5 aire who insistec winners in hi two Derbies for was plan to win a t “Tom, here option on Golden Toy don explained. “He knows ¢ that wins the Jockey Clut in the fall is a sure Derby next spring—" ‘Not alwavs, Sandv.” “Huh! There was Reigh Count Clvde Van Dusen, Twenty Grand a passel of ‘em. If the Tor wins Tom wants to buy him for measley fifteen thousand “Twelve, I said, Sandy. If he wins Here's two hundred, option money. He held up the bills Linda was all business. “Uncle doesn’t know it—TI just got here a moment ago—but I have a flat offer of 16 thousand, and a fillv thrown in to boot, for Golden Toy. If he wins. Can you top that? If not, no use talking.” It was a lie, a monstrous lie. No, Linda told herself, it was just horsetrading. Greek meeting Greek. Smiling Tom lifted his hat, rubbed his bald plate, looked at Sandy Gordon. “And I thought I was a horsetrader. Sandy.” He shook his head, but still smiled. “Mr. Cartwright doesn’t want to trade: I'll drive into town, give an option, Uncle—." With swift steps she reached car car “Heh!” Smiling Tom ran after her. She stopped. “Yes?” “Wait a minute, Miss.” Cartwright put a foot on the runningboard. “Now, if you'll listen toreason—."

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“EN minutes later Smiling Tom 1 waddled off, an option in his pocket, calling for the purchase of the colt for $17300—if he won the Jockey Club Stakes. Linda had not two. but five hundred dollars option mone} “Here's fifty expenses, Uncle Sandy. Remember, the owner holds the cash. Callie and I have taken a cottage; guess you'll prefer to sleep in the tack room, eat in one of the track kitchens?” He would: racing was the breath of life to him. Never mind dainty rooms and fancy meals— “Pine! Be seeing you every day.” As she drove off, Callie sitting beside her. Norman crept from behind the stables— Bv 8 o'clock Sallie had the furnished cottage in order; Linda's typewriter keys were clacking when someone knocked on the door. “Bruce!” she exclaimed, as she threw the door back. “How'd you find me?” “I see Mr. Sandy every day or So. Here—take a look.” He gave her a manila envelope. “Open—read.” She glanced from the envelope to Bruce. She opened the envelope. Drew out gallev-proofs of a short story. Bruce said: “Sold that last month— wanted to surprise you, so didn’t mention 1t.”

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swept through lines. She iooked up. “You cal! Youve put Uncle Sandy this: he’s the whole show!” Bruce grinned “No, just = composite of the Uncle Sandys in the Blue Grass. About time for a new character in light fiction: like Ephraim Tutt, ol Tughoat Annie. or old Judge Priest—only different.” He sobered. “They want more.” He got up, took the proofs from her. “Got to go—correct these tonight. Map out another one, Be seeing you.” He smiled—and was out the door without another word. Linda good still a moment. A catch came in her throat— » » ~OUR days later Uncle Sandy asked, “Read the entries this morning?” No, she hadn't. She, busy writing. The old hcrseman sniffed. “And you the owner! Golden Toy—I dropped him inte a condition race this afternoon. Six furlongs.” “Why—why didn’t you tell me vou were going to? I thought you had decided to hold him back for the Stakes?” “He needs educatin’; ycu be the paddock at 4 o'clock.” And at 4 o'clock Norman led the blanketed colt into The saddle bell rang: valets tropved in with their jockeys’ tack. Norman brought the colt un; Uncle

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Sandy skillfully saddled him. Then|

jockeys—the sun flashing on their |

silks—came down the tanbark path Said the trainer: "I got Marder ridin’—best boy there be for handlin’ a green 2-year-old.” Linda, her nerves a-jangle, went with Uncle Sandy into the infield, to watch the race closely. 2 n 2

HE shout went up from the stands as the field shot out from the starting-gate. “Durn if he didn’t get out in front,” Uncle Sandy said. “He's opened daylight * ves, sir, we got a right good colt. - Now they comin’ to the turn— he’s opening up more daylight— . “Whoa, there!” the trainer shouted excitedly. His trained eyes saw it first. Now Linda saw—and her heart seemed to stop. Golden Toy was running wide coming into * the stretch—running to the outside fence—Marder was fighting him— «Oh, shucks!” Uncle Sandy exclaimed. “Come on-—race is over for us.” But it wasn't—quite. The colt lost a half dozen lengths on

the run-out; but Marder, speeding We was three-quarters around the! New York!

- him along the tow-path by the outer rail, managed to finish third. : Marder slid from the colt, jerked

. the saddle off, weighed out, then| Uncle Sandy nodded, and started °" —I've got something important |

came to Uncle Sandy. “What happened, . Sandy asked. "Marder took a deep breath. “Awful

son?” Uncle

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back to the stable, to cool out the colt. Linda went through the gate onto the clubhouse lawn, and almost ran jit Monte Hill's arms,

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