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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
scribblescribblescribble！
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。
There was a fierce wrangle among the dog…men。 This was a tie；
since neither had scored； and Minkie and her rival were allowed
to run again； but that half…mile had been too hot； and they had
no show for the cup。
Mickey met 〃Diamonds〃 next day； by chance。
〃Have a cigar； Mickey。〃
〃Oi will thot； sor。 Faix； thim's so foine； I'd loike twothank
ye； sor。〃
VIII
From that time the Little Warhorse became the pride of the Irish
boy。 Slipper Slyman had been honorably reinstated and Mickey
reduced to the rank of Jack…starter； but that merely helped to
turn his sympathies from the Dogs to the Rabbits； or rather to
the Warhorse； for of all the five hundred that were brought in
from the drive he alone had won renown。 There were several that
crossed the Park to run again another day； but he alone had
crossed the course without getting even a turn。 Twice a week the
meets took place； forty or fifty Jacks were killed each time； and
the five hundred in the pen had been nearly all eaten of the
arena。
The Warhorse had run each day； and as often had made the Haven。
Mickey became wildly enthusiastic about his favorite's powers。 He
begot a positive affection for the clean…limbed racer； and
stoutly maintained against all that it was a positive honor to a
Dog to be disgraced by such a Jack。
It is so seldom that a Rabbit crosses the track at all； that when
Jack did it six times without having to dodge； the papers took
note of it； and after each meet there appeared a notice： 〃The
Little Warhorse crossed again today； old…timers say it shows how
our Dogs are deteriorating。〃
After the sixth time the rabbit…keepers grew enthusiastic； and
Mickey； commander…in…chief of the brigade； became intemperate in
his admiration。 〃Be jabers； he has a right to be torned loose。 He
has won his freedom loike ivery Amerikin done；〃 he added； by way
of appeal to the patriotism of the Steward of the race； who was；
of course； the real owner of the Jacks。
〃All right； Mick； if he gets across thirteen times you can ship
him back to his native land；〃 was the reply。
〃Shure now； an' won't you make it tin； sor？〃
〃No； no； I need him to take the conceit out of some of the new
Dogs that are coming。〃
〃Thirteen toimes and he is free； sor； it's a bargain。〃
A new lot of Rabbits arrived about this time； and one of these
was colored much like Little Warhorse。 He had no such speed； but
to prevent mistakes Mickey caught his favorite by driving him
into one of the padded shipping…boxes； and proceeded with the
gate…keeper's punch to earmark him。 The punch was sharp； a clear
star was cut out of the thin flap； when Mickey exclaimed： 〃Faix；
an' Oi'll punch for ivery toime ye cross the coorse。〃 So he cut
six stars in a row。 〃Thayer now； Warrhorrse； shure it's a free
Rabbit ye'll be when ye have yer thirteen stars like our flag of
liberty hed when we got free。〃
Within a week the Warhorse had vanquished the new Greyhounds and
had stars enough to go round the right ear and begin on the left。
In a week more the thirteen runs were completed； six stars in the
left ear and seven in the right； and the newspapers had new
material。
〃Whoop！〃 How Mickey hoorayed！ 〃An' it's a free Jack ye are；
Warrhorrse！ Thirteen always wuz a lucky number。 I never knowed it
to fail。〃
IX
〃Yes； I know I did；〃 said the Steward。 〃But I want to give him
one more run。 I have a bet on him against a new Dog here。 It
won't hurt him now； he can do it。 Oh； well。 Here now； Mickey；
don't you get sassy。 One run more this afternoon。 The Dogs run
two or three times a day； why not the Jack？〃
〃They're not shtakin' thayre loives； sor。〃
〃Oh； you get out。〃
Many more Rabbits had been added to the pen；big and small；
peaceful and warlike；and one big Buck of savage instincts；
seeing Jack Warhorse's hurried dash into the Haven that morning；
took advantage of the moment to attack him。
At another time Jack would have thumped his skull； as he once did
the Cat's； and settled the affair in a minute； but now it took
several minutes； during which he himself got roughly handled； so
when the afternoon came he was suffering from one or two bruises
and stiffening wounds； not serious； indeed； but enough to lower
his speed。
The start was much like those of previous runs。 The Warhorse
steaming away low and lightly； his ears up and the breezes
whistling through his thirteen stars。
Minkie with Fango； the new Dog； bounded in eager pursuit； but； to
the surprise of the starters； the gap grew smaller。 The Warhorse
was losing ground； and right before the Grand Stand old Minkie
turned him； and a cheer went up from the dog…men； for all knew
the runners。 Within fifty yards Fango scored a turn； and the race
was right back to the start。 There stood Slyman and Mickey。 The
Rabbit dodged； the Greyhounds plunged； Jack could not get away；
and just as the final snap seemed near； the Warhorse leaped
straight for Mickey； and in an instant was hidden in his arms；
while the starter's feet flew out in energetic kicks to repel the
furious Dogs。 It is not likely that the Jack knew Mickey for a
friend； he only yielded to the old instinct to fly from a certain
enemy to a neutral or a possible friend； and； as luck would have
it； he had wisely leaped and well。 A cheer went up from the
benches as Mickey hurried back with his favorite。 But the dog…men
protested 〃it wasn't a fair runthey wanted it finished。〃 They
appealed to the Steward。 He had backed the Jack against Fango。 He
was sore now； and ordered a new race。
An hour's rest was the best Mickey could get for him。 Then he
went as before； with Fango and Minkie in pursuit。 He seemed less
stiff nowhe ran more like himself； but a little past the Stand
he was turned by Fango and again by Minkie； and back and across；
and here and there； leaping frantically and barely eluding his
foes。 For several minutes it lasted。 Mickey could see that Jack's
ears were sinking。 The new Dog leaped。 Jack dodged almost under
him to escape； and back only to meet the second Dog； and now both
ears were flat on his back。 But the Hounds were suffering too。
Their tongues were lolling out； their jaws and heaving sides were
splashed with foam。 The Warhorse's ears went up again。 His
courage seemed to revive in their distress。 He made a straight
dash for the Haven； but the straight dash was just what the
Hounds could do； and within a hundred yards he was turned again；
to begin another desperate game of zigzag。 Then the dog…men saw
danger for their Dogs； and two new ones were slippedtwo fresh
Hounds； surely they could end the race。 But they did not。 The
first two were vanquishedgaspingout of it； but the next two
were racing near。 The Warhorse put forth all his strength。 He
left the first two far behindwas nearly to the Haven when