The Horry herald. (Conway, S.C.) 1886-1923, March 13, 1913, Image 3
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\ THE RACE OF CAR
"NUMBER NINETEEN"
A STOItY IN TWO PARTS. 1
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Part II.
As No. 18 rolled up to the tape
the grand stand burst Into cheering
and clapping of hand. No. 18 was
easily the favorite. It was made by
a famous firm, and had won several
smaller races during the summer and
had made a good showing in France
in tkfi Gordon Bennett Cup Race. Its
driver, Pearson, was skillful and
? reckless; and though lie habitually
disregarded the rights of other drivers,
this affected him little with the
public, which sees only results and
judges by them. As he bolted away,
t)nm>unn riiuixnwlixl in t jl f> ii itnlil 11k(>
with a jaunty wave of a gauntleted
hand.
Nineteen was next. The grand
stand looked on listlessly; she was
the nobody of the race. Jack cranked
the engine, which started going
with the din of a rapid-fire gun, and
leai*?? in. Morgan pulled his goggles
down over his eyes, and sat
tensely waiting, while the starters,
who' shared the grand stand's opinion
of Nineteen, perfunctorialy
, shouted the seconds into his ears:
"Fifteen?ten?five ? four ? three
?" he turned his head and had a
( glimpse of a smiling figure leaning
over a box railing?"two?one?
go!" He let the clulth in slowly,
and the. car moved easily away from
the silent grand stand?silent save
for one pair of clapping hands, tie
shifted to the high gear, the car fairly
sprang into sprinting speed, and
flashed away down the oiled road?
and the race that was to mean everj
thing or nothing to 'Morgan was on.
On the racer aped, the incarnation
*of velocity. To drive this creature of
steel and fire is the most dangerous
thing man does in the name of
^feport.. Man's highest development of
God's material is in it, but under so
.. ninntn m fl ,1 ' U tiout m !1 V KI1 !) I)
1 ? ti'i I inu a on a i ii uiuia u uvuu w..Mr,
The course is narrow and has its
turns, and only the coolest nerve and
? the steadiest, quickest hand can hold
'^tho creature to her path. A snap, or
an instant's unsteadiness of hand?
and the race may bo forever over for
man and machine. And there may
be a ragged hole in the bordering human
wall where the machine tore
e through.
Morgan had the hand and the
nerve; and this flying ton of steel
was as obedient to his will as though
it had been flesh and bone of his own
body?which, indeed, it was. The
wind roared about them; the roadside
trees were a green smear; the
two lines of people were not people,
f butJtlwo black walls?and the throbbin
x racer shot (hiward, onward like
a millet aimed at the red eye of the
/ rising sun.
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To keep your machine in the
road, and to keep it going at eighty
; an hour on the straightaways and at
forty 011 the turns?that's the substance
of driving a racer, baring
mishaps. And that was the substance
of Morgan's first round. He
crep up to within half a mile of
Eighteen and was holding that position
^vlien ho skimmed past the
grand stand. The grand stand
blur to him, but the corner of his
eye caught the waving of a single
( handkerchief.
"Thirty minutes!" Jack announced.
"Great!"
Morgan nodded, his eyes on the
oiled roadway.
A few miles on Fearson had a
1 J.. l,la wi.ii* f i t?r? ?i ii rl ?trm
|)UIlClUlt" III I1IO 1V 11 til W, ,,
ped in the very middle of the road
to repair it. It was such .breaches
of racing etiquette as this that made
liim so cordially detested by other
drivers. Morgan, tearing on behind,
had to slow down and run almost
off the course to get by. The
slow-down cost him a quarter of a
minute; and three-hundred mile
races are sometimes won by little
more.
t. little further on, Morgan, him,
had a rear tire pucture. He,
stopped at the next tire station and
had it replaced, and was starting it
off again, after a loss of three minues,
when Pearson came whizzing by.
Morgan set out in grim pursuit and
' gradually closed the gap between
them. When thirty yards behind, he
sounded his horn for Pearson to give
him half (he road, hut Pearson, despite
the rule that a machine being
overtaken must keep to the right,
held the middle of the course. They
ran so for a mile, then the way
i broadened and Morgan Couched his
1 I ^ r. \M nnf r>r?n r?-.Ano 11 rl (>d like
<n;i;nM tuwi. .?
f a horse to a whip, darted forward,
, swung around Eighteen and again
took (he middle of the road. When
they flashed by the grand stand
r Eighteen as a milo behind.
Iler third round was done in twenty-nine
minutes. The grand stand
began to be interested. The fourth
round in the sapie?slight cheer
came from the stand. The fifth round
in the same?a louder cheer." The
sixth round Nineteen came by in
twenty-seven minutes,, leading the
f next machine, Pearson's by more
! than half a lap. A roar went up
I- from the grand stand, so great that
it drowned to Morgan's ears the terrific
artillery of his flying car, and
the roar thundered along the parallel
human w .Is through which he sped.
Nineteen a ad become the favorite.
On on the car sped, increasing her
i lead every mile over _ Eighteen,
.which still held second place. Near
the end of the ninth round they saw
Pearson less than than a mile ahead
a lead of a lap on their nearest rival!
"One more round !" Morgan
cried exultantly.
Jack hugged his left arm.
When they turned into the straight
stretch that passed the grand stand,
Pearson was hut a hundred yards or
two ahead, and a few lengths beyond i
was No. 7, hopelessly out of the race
from an hour's delay, but now running
bravely. Pearson, a notorious
player to the grand stand, saw here j
a chance for a bit of the spectacular, i
As he and No. 7 drew up to the
stand he blew for passageway, and
touched his acclerator. His car
sprinted forward, but Pearson, always
a reckless driver, cut the curve
of passing too line; perhaps he had <
expected more of the road. The
hub of his right fore wheel smashed
against the left rear wheel of No. 7. <
There was an explosion and a crash.
Eighteen skidded to one side from
the impact, and rushed on, uniiarmed.
But Seven, a wheel splintered, ;
the end of an axle on the ground,
was left lunging wildly about like a
wounded beast. i
Between this disaster and the next
the crowd had time for only a gasp- i
ing cry of horror. Morgan as gripped
by the terror instant-away death.
Ho jerked out the cluth and threw
on the brakes. But there was no
stopping this roaring thunderbolt in
a hundred yards, and no steering
around that crippled, flopping ma- <
chine ahead. The two cars crashed.
A figure shot over the bonnet of Nineteen,
like a tumbler from his
springboard, and roiled over and over
in the road and lay very still.
The two machines seemed to writhe i
for an instant, as though in gigan- <
tis enmity?ther engines bombarding i
muzzle to muzzle. They were swung
apart?No. 7 to become a wreck
against the grand stand?No. 19 to
go lurching forward upon one fore
wheel and the end of an axle, grazing
the prostrate body in the road.
The grand stand breathed. They i
had expected annihilation. But Morgan
in the last thousandth of a second
had swerved his machine so that i
his left fore wneei nau met, ana 1101
with direct impact, a wheel of No. 7.
The crowd saw that the two men in
No. 7 were living, and saw that the
man at the steering wheel of Nineteen
still held his seat.
Morgan, whose grip on the wheel
and supreme bracing of the legs had <
saved him from being a catapultic
missle, leaped from the car and ran
.back to where Jack lay. He knelt
and jerked off Jack's goggles. The
boy weakly opened his eyes. "All
gone to smash?" he asked.
"How are you?" Morgan cried.
Jack began slowly to rise. Morgan
waited for no more. He rushed
to Nineteen, which officials were
frantically pushing from the track,
for the announcer's megaphone had
sounded tho cry: "Car coming!"
They lodged her against tho grand
stand?beneath a box where sat a
girl in a tan coat; and the instant the
car stopped Morgan wriggled under
it, and to tho crowd was only a V of
legs. Jack limped dazedly up, and
at the sight of the battered bonnet
and radiator, the splintered hub that
had been a fore wheel, the race that
was lost, the boy leaned his elbows
over his old seat and broke into sobs.
Tin this he was not alone, for just
above him a girl in a tan coat was
sobbing, too.
Morgan began 10 wriggle out, anu
Jack, face streaming, caught his ankles
and dragged him forth. He
sprang up frantically, his grimy face
likewise tear-streaked.
"How is it?"Jack asked.
"Seems solid?front axle bent a
little." He pointed a quivering hand
at the hub. "Get it off!?jack up
the axle!"
"Why?what for?" Jack asked
blankly. 1
"Hang it! Get it off!" ho yelled. 1
And ho turned and sprinted in the dj- 1
rection of their garage?why, only
his frenzy could have told, for the
garage was four miles away. Hut
the sight of one of the motorcycle
patrolmen brought him to a stop.
Without a word, he snatched the mo- <
torcyclo from tlio owner's hands, and
Rave a run and leaped astride it. Tt
was a high-powered machine, with a i
mile-a-minute reputation. Whatever
its best was, it showed that best now. '
In a dozen seconds Morgan was a
whizzing speck down the roadway,
the tails of his yellow dustcoat whip- i
ping the air. The crowd, oblivious
of the cars racing past, stood on its j
feet and watched him disappear, and i
/-.rkiinfrwl t ll n minutes till he
should come again. They guessed 1
what he was going to try to do. <
Could he make It in time??and
would the car run? ?
Presently the speck reappeared far
down the roadway?grew larger as it ?
skimmed toward them?an I then i
they saw a great hump on Morgan's I
back?and then, as he dashed ;?p *o i
the grand stand, they saw that the
hump was a wheel, its tiro in.dated. 1
He sprang from the motorcycle, gu\e
it a push toward its owner, and in- t
stantlyl Jack was unstrapping the
wheel from his back. The next in- i
stant the two of them were fitting it ]
to its place.
But before the task was done the
announcer's shout went up, "Car 1
coming!"?and two minutes later
No. 18 tore by and began its tenth i
round. More than another two minutes
were gone ere the last thing was ^
finished. Then Morgan leaped to his i
seat, and Jack .began to crank the ]
engine. Would the engine run? the <
grand stand dasked itself. The en- :
gine answered with a mighty boom
r
ing.
A hand fell on Morgan's shoulder
?a hand in a soiled glove. He looked
up at a figure that leaned out over
the box railing. "You're going to
win!" said a choking voice.
His face was tightened?that was
all.
Jack bounded to his seat Morgan
let in the clutch. The car moved!
A great cry of relief rose from the
grand stand, and changed to a cheer
as the car fairly sprang into a leaping
speed. Theirs was a brave try?
but could man born of woman, and
machine made of man, overcome the
three minutes' lead of Eighteen?
Could they? If man and machine
could, Morgan and 'Nineteen would.
For the first minute he was full of
fear that the spirit had been knocked
out of her. But her cylinders fired
with their old regularity; all her
n.irtH rnn with their old ease. He
called from her her best, and she
save it?loyally. Faster, faster she
went?swaying, lurching, pulsing
giantly. Tho gale of her making
swept over the bonnet and struck her
riders' face like blows. And still
she went faster, as though she had
the inlinite speed of flying worlds.
"Ninety miles an hour?if we're
moving at all!" gasped Jack.
Morgan did not answer. He did
not hear. There were only two
things in the world?that ribbon of
oiled road which eyes dared not
leave, this throbbing, whirling machine
with its terrible, magnificent,
unconquerable soul of fire.
At the first turn Morgan called
back her speed?but not enough. As
she fiew about the curve she skidded
off the course onto the grassy roadside?'twas
a marvel her tire were
not torn off, but they held ? and
missed a telephone pole and destruction
by a foot. Jack suddered, but
Morgan never winced?held his
statue-like stare on the ribbon of
roadway. She swung back into the
course, and her speed mounted and
mounted to its height of a minute
ago, and there seemed still more
speed in her?and she flung the
miles behind her like God's fastest
wind.
Could they make it? A hundred
thousand people wanted them to?
pressed on their flight with their
hearts' best wishes. In the grand
stand all eyes fixed at the beginning
of the final stretch; cars thundered
by all unnoted. The crowd sat with
watch In hand, counting off the minutes
since Nineteen had started?
twenty?twenty-one ? twenty-two?
twenty-three?
"Car comnig!" shouted the annouocer.
A tiny ,blot flashed into view.
Eighteen or Nineteen? All eyes
strained for the figures on the car's
front as she came forward like a
metetor. The number began to appear?the
first figure was a one, the
second eight or nine?eye could not
tell which. The car dipped down a
grade and was lost to sight. The
heart of the crowd stood still. She
flashed up into view again, and there
was her number before all. Nineteen.
The next instant she roared by?
two tense, crouching figures in her
lap?the very soul, the very body of
Speed itself. And the grand stand,
on its feet, roared back at her. And
a little girl in a tan coat let her head
fall forward upon her folded arms.
It was the next morning. Mr.
Peck, sitting at his old desk in the
office of Peck & Morgan, pushed
away a heap of open letters and took
up again one of the half-dozen New
York papers before him. There was
but one thing in the papers, and that
was the automobile race, and there
was but one thing in the automobile
race, and that was the wonderful
running of Nineteen and the wonderful
driving of Morgan. Mr. Peck
clenched his jaws very tightly and
scowled very heavily?hut his mouth
twitched and his eyes blinked and he
read every word in each paper.
Shortly after eleven o'clock the office
door opened and Morgan walked
in, in automobile coat and begoggled
cap, having just driven out from New
York. He looked thin and pale, and
his eyes were bloodshot from the
strain of yesterday. lie stared at Mr.
Peck and at the heap of open letters,
then walked sharply forward.
"Pardon me, sir, I should like to
know what business you have to open
my mail?" he demanded.
Mr. Peck did not reply at once,
and when he did speak did not answer
the question. Without looking
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up ne jeraea a puugy uiuuiu mwuiu
the heap of letters that lay on the
desk.
"Thirty-seven orders there," he
said, gruffly.
"They haven't had a chance to
?ome in ?there'll he a hundred tomorrow,"
Morgan could not refrain
l>oin answering. "I have twenty with
mo." His face grew sharp again.
"What right, sir, have you in my
mail?" ho asked.
Mr. Peck again jerked his thumb
oward the heap of orders.
"Mr. Morgan, don't he so brash?
pou need money to push them thru',
[dow much d'you want?"
"None."
Mr. Peck looked up at the pale
face of the young man.
"None? None? What do you
mean?" His jaw fell.
"You know Mr. Tucker has been
wanting to branch out into the automobile
business," Morgan quietly explained.
"He's offered ma two hundred
thousand for what I bought of
pou."
Mr. Peck rose weakly up. "You've
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Mr. Peck's right fist came up and
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"Young man, if you sell that stock
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"That brings up another point,'
Morgan said with the same quietness
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open and scribbled a note. He ther
touched a button and handed the
note to the answering boy, with the
direction:
"In the touring car out in front."
Morgan wheeled about and looker
steadily at Mr. Peck. Mr. Peck sank
into his chair and glared back, and
for a minute or more there was silence.
Then the door opened.
Mr. Peck looked around, and Morgan
rose and took off his cap. There
stood Miss Peck, in an automobile
coat, her veil drawn above her face
which was very fresh and very pink
An impartial judge would have declared
that she was very pretty.
"Why, hello!" Mr. Peck exclaimed
"I thought you were in New York
with your aunt."
"I just came back. I?I wanted
to see you," she said, growing a little
pinker, and if possible, a little
prettier.
"Can't talk to you now; I'm busy
You'll have to wait outside."
"Don't go, please," Morgan said
quickly. "Your father has surmised
pardon me for repeating it, that I?1
am attracted toward you. And he
has said that unless I let him ha*c
ba< k his stock, you'll have nevei a
\void to say to me."
"An . mean it!" Mr. Pe-e's ?ace
purpled and his list, slammed upon
his desk. "What I tell her to do, my
daughter does. T ordered her three
months ago to have nothing to dc
with you?and lias sue, eh? 1 guess
It'll be the same in the l'u
ture. You remember that!''
"Does the inverse of your threai
hold good?" Morgan queried. "If I
let you have back the stock, then
you'll have 110 objection "
'Mr. Peck dismissed the point with
a wave of his hand.
"Then I step out. JIt' 11 be between
you two."
Morgan looked at Miss Peck. She
met liis glance with a blush. He
turned back to her father.
"You'll put lip cash?"
j "Yes. Nm?how much?"
"Two hundred thousand."
"One hundred and fifty."
"Two hundred thousand is Tucker's
offer. I can't take less."
Mr. Peck stared at the set face,
"All right," he growled. A cunning
look came into his eyes. "Hut remember,
my dear sir, for the same
amount of stock as 1 had before?
fifty-one per cent."
"Forty-nine," said Morgan.
The young man's face was determined,
masterful.
Mr. Peck saw that the day of his
control was gone. lie scowled into
his desk a minute.
"Well, let it go at that."
There was a moment's pause, then
he took his hat from the top of his
desk and rose.
"I guess T'd better be gonig," he
said, with a knowing look, "so a couple
of young people can make their
peace."
"You needn't bother," said Morgan.
"We've made it." He stepped
to Miss Peck's side and drew her
hand through his arm. Her face was
aflame and his own suddenly flushed.
"The Reverend Doctor Thorndyke
acted as peacemaker," he said.
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Governor Blease has turned anotli
er batch of convicts loose, and has ^a
thus increased his parole record by IV
[ eight more. Monday afternoon he (ia
turned out of the penitentiary the fol- ta.
? lowing convicts during good behavior er<
Charles N. Pearman, convicted in
Abbeville, September, 11)11, before 1111
Judge George W. Gage, for man- a
I slaughter and sentenced to three at
years' imprisonment on the public 15
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Sam Slaughter, convicted in Edge- ^al
field, August, 1911, before Judge J. (*r
L W. DeVore for grand larceny and 'H)
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sentenced to three years* imprison- "Y
' inent in the penitentiary.
1 Otis Perry, convicted in Lancaster, an
October, 1 906, before Judge George mt
J 10. Dydriek, of burglary and larceny ,WJ1
' ravish and sentenced to ten years on
! the public works or in the peniten- CKI
tiary. ,)C
John Stover, convicted in LancasMil
tor, October, 1908, before Judge 1).
L 10. llydrick, of .burglaryand larceny ?'
1 and sentenced to ten years on the
public works or in the penitentiary.
Alonzo Parker, convicted in Lauil
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t George W. Gage, of assault and bat- ,.
tery with intent to kill, and with car
rying concealed weapons and sen- ..
' tenced to three years on the public
works. .
G. W. Gregory, convicted in New- 1 11
berry, November, 1912, before Judge
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It. \V. Memminger, of assault and \j,
battery of a high and aggravated na- j^i
tare and sentenced to three years on
the public works. ' rc.,
M. L. Burke, convicted in Spartan- jj0
burg, November, 19 12, before Judge j)n
Prank B. Gary, for rviolation of the ta(
? dispensary law and sentenced to five tr.;
months on the public works or to pay 0<c
a fine of $200.
John Jones, convicted in Pnion
County, Feb., 1912, beforo Judge (0
George W. Gage, for housebreaking ?u
1 and larceny, and was sentenced to en
fifteen months on the public works tin
of Union county or the same length (lo]
of time in the penitentiary. Nvll
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ic Conner Chief Executive of I ho
Nation Shows His lloarty Appreciution
of Loyal Friendship.
A welcome as demonstrative as Mr.
.ft ever received in Augusta while
esident-elect or president of the
lited States was given him Wednesy
morning on his arrival at AugusWith
1,000 school children gath3d
in and around beautiful Barrett
ice, immediately in front of the
ion station, and with each waving
small American flag and cheering
the top of his young voice; with
0 Richmond academy cadets drawn
in military formation along Telr
street, where the former present
was driven on his way to his
tcl, and with several hundred citins,
including the mayor, members
city council, prominent business
d professional men and many wo
jn, Mr. Tuft's entry into Augusta
is indeed triumphal.
"Citizen" Tuft showed his apprcition
of the great honor which the
ople of Augusta were paying him,
rely because of their regard and
ection for him, and the famous
ft smile was much in evidence
im the time that he left his private
r until an automobile whisked hiiu
d Mrs. Tuft and Miss Helen Taft
ay to their hotel, where the exesident
of the country says that he
11 rest and recreate.
"1 am impatient to get to my golf
cks," said Mr. Taft, "and I am ined
glad of the chance to come to
igusta for a few weeks."
The Taft private car, containing
\ and Mrs. Taft and Miss Helen,
s. Thomas W. Haughliti, Mr. and
s. Charles .U. 1 lilies and VV. W.
scliier, the stenographer who has
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niriuu milium <ni ui i>11 . i <ti t ? i?uuutterances
from the time ho was
osident-elect until now, was atdied
to the Atlantic Coast Line
tin reaching Augusta at 8:55
lock Wednesday morning.
In another car was a party of Austans
who went on to Washington
escort Mr. Taft back homo to Austj\.
Wednesday morning was takup
on the golf links until lunch
le. Wednesday afternoon he evinced
his entirely care-free feeling
ten ho and Mrs. Laugh I in, aceomnled
only by the chauffeur, motorthrough
the streets of the city and
tde a few informal calls.
Wednesday night Mr. and Mrs.
ft, Miss Taft, Mrs. Laughlin, 'Mir.
d Mrs. 1 lilies made up a box par.ty
the theatre. (By especial request
formal entertainment or functions
ve been arranged.
? ?
;h offices, and we Invite President
ilson to make use of it.
The South has plenty of good mala!
for ambassadorships and other