60 The Trotting and the Pacing Horse 



in the race. His smile of triumph was turned 

 in one brief instant to an expression of despair. 

 The time of the heat was 2.19^. Smuggler again 

 cooled out well, nibbling eagerly at his bunch of 

 hay, while the crowd massed around him. The 

 Maid was more tired than ever, while Lucille 

 Golddust showed no signs of distress. When 

 the horses responded to the bell for the fifth heat 

 it was evident that a combination had been 

 formed against Smuggler. All worked against 

 him. Lucille Golddust and Bodine worried him 

 by repeated scorings, and when they excited him 

 into a break and he grabbed the unfortunate shoe 

 from the near fore foot, the hope began to rise 

 that the star of the stallion had set. The shoe 

 was put on, the delay giving the Maid time to 

 get her second wind, when the scoring again 

 commenced. Smuggler was repeatedly forced to 

 break, and for the third time in the race he 

 grabbed off the near fore shoe. Misfortunes 

 seemed to be gathering thickly around him, and 

 the partisans of the Maid wore the old jaunty 

 air of confidence. Before replacing the shoe, 

 Colonel Russell had it shortened at the heel. It 

 was a new shoe, and one adopted by Marvin 

 against the judgment of Russell. The shell of 



