Little Warhorse 
“ An’ it ’s meself will take thot bet in dollars,” 
said Mickey, “ an’, moore than thot, O1’ll put up 
a hull month’s stuff thot there ain’t a dog in 
the mate thot kin turrn the Warrhorrse oncet on 
the hull coorse.” 
So they wrangled and wagered, but each day, 
as they put the Rabbits through their paces, 
there were more of those who believed that 
they had found a wonderful runner in the War- 
horse, one that would give the best Greyhounds 
something that is rarely seen, a straight stern 
chase from Start to Grand Stand and Haven. 
VI 
The first morning of the meet arrived bright 
and promising. ‘The Grand Stand was filled 
with a city crowd. ‘The usual types of a race- 
course appeared in force. Here and there 
were to be seen the dog-grooms leading in 
leash single Greyhounds or couples, shrouded 
in blankets, but showing their sinewy legs, their 
snaky necks, their shapely heads with long 
reptilian jaws, and their quick, nervous yellow 
eyes —hybrids of natural force and human 
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