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Animal Heroes
·
Ernest Thompson Seton
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VII
There
were
the
slim
and
elegant
Dogs
awaiting
their
turn.
Minkie
and
her
rival
were
first.
Everything
had
been
fair
so
far,
and
who
can
say
that
what
followed
was
unfair?
Mickey
could
turn
out
which
Jack
he
pleased.
"Number
three!"
he
called
to
his
partner.
Out
leaped
the
Little
Warhorse,--black
and
white
his
great
ears,
easy
and
low
his
five-foot
bounds;
gazing
wildly
at
the
unwonted
crowd
about
the
Park,
he
leaped
high
in
one
surprising
spy-hop.
"Hrrrrr!"
shouted
the
slipper,
and
his
partner
rattled
a
stick
on
the
fence.
The
Warhorse's
bounds
increased
to
eight
or
nine
feet.
"Hrrrrrr!"
and
they
were
ten
or
twelve
feet.
At
thirty
yards
the
Hounds
were
slipped--an
even
slip;
some
thought
it
could
have
been
done
at
twenty
yards.
"Hrrrrrr!
Hrrrrrrr!"
and
the
Warhorse
was
doing
fourteen-foot
leaps,
not
a
spy-hop
among
them.
"Hrrrrr!"
wonderful
Dogs!
how
they
sailed;
but
drifting
ahead
of
them,
like
a
white
sea-bird
or
flying
scud,
was
the
Warhorse.
Away
past
the
Grand
Stand.
And
the
Dogs--were
they
closing
the
gap
of
start?
Closing!
It
was
lengthening!
In
less
time
than
it
takes
to
tell
it,
that
black-and-white
thistledown
had
drifted
away
through
the
Haven
door,--the
door
so
like
that
good
old
hen-hole,--and
the
Grey-hounds
pulled
up
amidst
a
roar
of
derision
and
cheers
for
the
Little
Warhorse.
How
Mickey
did
laugh!
How
Dignam
did
swear!
How
the
newspaper
men
did
scribble--scribble--scribble!
Next
day
there
was
a
paragraph
in
all
the
papers:
"WONDERFUL
FEAT
OF
A
JACKRABBIT.
The
Little
Warhorse,
as
he
has
been
styled,
completely
skunked
two
of
the
most
famous
Dogs
on
the
turf,"
etc.
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