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LavcHIiNG Boy s>22. the horse already in motion under him. - man’s foot slipped. Every one laughed and —aanad, It was a close race. Now the last men ¥:7: mounting. The one on the team Laughing ~ 2..- was backing lost his grip on the strap, and the =.= turned under him. He wrenched it back, ing his weight in the stirrups, then clinched Ts en under the horse’s belly. But he had =-.7n his mount out of its stride, and he lost by - 222d length. They laughed more, and called =:2 to him, srease on your fingers, Grandfather! You = _'d have held the strap in your teeth!” -<=ghing Boy went to pay his bet. They were rand nizing the chicken-pull. The chicken was a -zag half full of dirt. A piece of blue cloth tied cand its neck was the head; two bits of red at Zsttom corners were the legs, Whoever threw = ~zad over the line, a hundred yards away, won = Zollars; each of the legs brought two. —zughing Boy drifted around the edge of the ===, gay and excited. Never had there been s.:2 a four days! He had an eye out for Slim ==. and saw her at last, sitting slightly apart —— Fs H i hi 0 FE —— 2 group of women. Their eyes met, then he | = zd away. ~zd Man hailed him. ‘You are racing a horse, | =randfather?’