CYCLING.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIX, Issue 221, 19 September 1938, Page 18

CYCLING.

GOULBOURN TO SYDNEY. BARKER AXD WOOD WINNERS. SYDNEY, September 18. The Goulburn to Sydney annual cycle road races took place yesterday. The amateur contest was won by W. Barker, whose riding time was 5h 39hi.

The professional section was won by J Wood in Sh 46m.

CHOO LING had a pedigree as long as that of Confucius, and he was as proud as that philosopher was humble. There was reason for hie pride. Therefore, when he slipped out on his own one afternoon and paraded impudently down the streets of Langhorne Turk, he was much surprised at the attitude of the fox terrier who confronted him on the pavement. The fox terrier was also unattended. Being an outdoor dog, unaccustomed to the sight of these outlandish foreign devils, Jack put opinion of the matter into a scries of >hort and challenging barks, to which Choo Ling replied in the low growl which he usually reserved for visitors who came to tea. The sei|uel happened very suddenly, very noisily, and with such dramatic force that even in that <|iiiet, littlestreet a large crowd collected from nowhere. The fight was interrupted at its genuine best by the appearance of a policeman, who took both animals into eustody, hurried them off to the. station, and later on returned them to their respective owners in a damaged, but still defiant condition. Choo Ling's mistress was distraught with concern at the sight of her beloved. with thick strands of his long, yellow j hair distributed all over bis coat. There i was a lent in hi- 1 left ear. and his left forepaw was matted with blood. Choo Ling was patient over Mis- . Somerset's attention, litlt took no steps ; to be nice to the vet when he called. "What did you say'.'" inquired pretty Miss Somerset. The vet was mumbling under his breath, and she suspected it was no compliment. But Miss. Somerset was such a good client that the vet disguised his feelings. "I thouclit you were calling the poor dear names." "Oh, no!" said the vet. hidincr behind his back the finger which Choo Ling had so ungratefully nipped. "I should think not. TetV me, will i he get over it ?" "I think he will." "Is he seriously hurt?" "No." "Ah. but how can you say that? Just look at his poor ear and his poor little paddy!" The vet had already looked at the poor, little paddy and the poor ear. and only the anticipation of a generous fee prevented him from saying what he thought. "He'll be alright in a day or two. There's very little wrong with him. and I daresay he gave as good as he received. He's got pluck." "Of course he has!" "And a bad temper." Pretty Miss Somerset caught Choo Ling up to her face, which he licked warmly and comprehensively. • "He hasn't, the darling! He couldn't be ill-tempered, could you. my sweet? What kind of a dog do you think it was that attacked him? Some great bull pup. or one of those nasty Alsatians?" "I don't think so. I doubt if it was a dog any bigger than himself." "The policeman said it was a terrier," said Miss Somerset. "It probablv was a terrier," said the Yet. "Do you know whose it was?" Miss Somerset nodded grimly. "I have the nam«j and address. I'm going to. get tho creature destroyed." r*£h, but you cant" do 'a»at!*'" "I am r I r in going to, T saw my solicitor this morning, and he's going to take out a summons at the Police Court against this Mr. Bennett, whoever he is. I expect he's some nasty, grumpy, old, retired colonel, who thinks he can go about with a pack of ferocious hounds doing what he likes. Do you know a mart called Bennett living near here?" "In Cheltenham Terrace?" "Yes, it is Cheltenham Terrace." The vet looked at Miss Somerset. There was an ominous glint in her eyes. "I do—at least—l know the people." "What's he like?" "Oh, you've guessed what he's like," said the vet. "And now I really must be going. I'll be in on Thursday. Meanwhile, you know what the treatment Is." Miss Somerset handed him an envelope containing his fee, thanked him, and saw him to the door. "And do you think my darling will be alright?"