Rangitikei Racing Club.

Manawatu Herald, 2 January 1897, Page 3

Rangitikei Racing Club.

» The above Club's Summer Meeting commenced yesterday. The weather was all that could be dedesired, and the attendance large. Following are the results :— Grand-stand Handicap — Rang?pubi 9st, 1 ; Crimson Streak 7at, 2 ; * Sedgebrook 7flt 61b, 8. Time, 2min 18aeo. Dividends, £2 la and £1 2s. First Hurdle Race— Swift, 1 ; Bangipai, 2; Troubador, 8. Time, 4min 5 l-stb aec. Dividends, £2 15s and £1 7s. <* First Hack Hurdles— Electro, 1 ; Britannia,. 2 ; Tongonui, 8. Time, Bmin. ! Dividends, £6 4s and £2 63. Eangitikei Cdp- Blarney Bst lib, 1 II ; Voltigeur 7st, 2 ; Bom Pom 7st i 12; b, 8. Lorelei, Hotspur, Tubiwai Mid Light also started. Time, Bmin 9sm. Dividends, 49 da and £4 7s.

First Hatik Race*- Aquafortis,' 1; lolanthe, 2 ; Wharertmgi, 3- Time, lmin 48seo. Dividends, £6 8s and £4 7s. . Stewards' Platen Crimson Streak; 1. Time lmin, 49 Bsth sec. Divfr dends, £2 63 and £1 4a. • Flying Stakes^Flying Shot, 1 ; Kalmea, 2; Sedgebrook, 8. Won easily. Time, Jlmin 17sec, Divi* dends, £4 17s and £2 Bs.

dertevo laughter from his Lacommand. Hi short time he reappear z*\, and a pass to tho sentinel adtoward his demoralized coinHy. and resuming his rifle uttered the ■jgleword, "Attention!" ■Every face instantly sobered, for cvEy man felt that not only was Tom Jfiaeply offended, but that retribution w"aa close at hand. Very quietly iie gave the order: "By the right flank! Right face, company ! Forward, march !" and retribution began. It -was December. Snow had fallen Borne days before, then rain, followed by ft day or two of unseasonably warm weather. The country roads, tramped ty troops of drilling cavalry and'plowed by teams and loaded wagons, were all slush, water and very tenacious, deep mud. Straight to this abominable highway Tom marched Company L Direotly into the middle of the road, where the mud was thickest and the water deepest, the boys wheeled in obedience to his stern command. ' Then, as unconcernedly as though on the most perfect parade ground in the world, he issued his orders: "By company, into platoons 1 Left into line, wheel I On right, by file into line!" and through all the evolutions. At one moment Company I charged bayonets down that fearful road at double quick, at another wheeled in oircle through slush, while Tom noted defects and corrected them as nonchalantly as though on a grassy lawn. For a full hour and a half, long after recall had sounded, without halt or rest, Tom maneuvered that weary company. At last, wet, weary and half exhausted, the mud bedraggled company was led to quarters by its inexorable commander. Throughout that remarkable drill the only words Tom uttered that Indicated the state of his feelings were spoken as he gave the command of dismissal. "Company, right face!" he ordered. ••Arms aport! When you fellows would like to defy discipline again, let me know. Break ranks, march!" And so ended the proceeding, which was known as "Tom Crandall's march" us long as Company I was an organization. In the days which followed the boys of Company I came to know their orderly sergeant better and learned to respect and appreciate his military qualities, for if his literal interpretation of orders sometimes tended to their inconvenience it oftener led to their comfort and well being, and in more instances than one to the preservation of some of their lives. Poor Tom sleeps today in the silent camping ground, and many of his old companions are with him, bntwith each returning spring the floral emblems of bis surviving comrades are laid upon his grave as tenderly as though that grotesque march, of whioh he was the hero, had never been. — George H. Hosea in Youth's Companion. She Paid George. They sat cozily side by side at the theater enjoying to the top of their bent the miserable fate of Desdemona, and dear George told her that he would never be jealous of her — no, not if she should give away 1,000 pocket handkerchiefs, and then they had sqneezed each other's hands under her lace wrap, and they were happy as happy can be. ' 'Dear George" bought her a box of bonbons »nd then ate them all up, for no man was ever bo much in love as to be shy in the matter of eating. By and by it came to the end of the third act, and after looking very restless and wretched George said fondly, "You won't mind, dear, will you, if I just step out into the vestibule to stretch my legs a bit, will you?" If George had had half an eye he would have seen that she did mmd — Tory much. No woman likes to be left alone in a theater, but she only said coolly, "Oh, not in the least, if you core to go." So George crawled over the laps of half a dozen ladies, treading on thair toco, scratching th?i? china with hia watoh chain and brushing the bloom off their laces and evening attire. She waited about five minutes, and than, fwiftly bundling her wrap around her, and with her pretty face scarlet with indignation and embarrassment, •he" bravely left the theater and went borne. And It served George right.— New Orleans Picayune. According to Law. Tk» iprisooMr before the wild and woolly western court hadn't muoh of a chance and no friend* but a young lawyer from the east, out there to win his •purs, undertook the case for the glory there might be in it, and the first thing he did was to demand a jury trial. "Aw. oome off," remonstrated the judge. "Your honor," said the young man, with great dignify, "I demand in the name of the constitutional right of every citisen of this great and glorious country that myolient here be tried before a jury of his peers." "He can't git it, " said the judge, almost overcome by this oratorical outburst "I demand it, your honor," insisted the young advocate. "D'yon say a jury of his peers?" inquired the judge, as if about to relent "Yes, your honor." "Well, now, look a-here, young feller," decided the judge, "for half a cent I'd fine you fer oontemp'. D'you think we'd stand a dozen more like him in this community? If you do, you hadn't better say so. Peroeed with yer argument" And the mandate of the court was obeyed.— Detroit Free Press. j Sound Adfioe. ' pennem — I'm getting out a book to be called "First Aid For the Injured. " TeU me what is the best thing to do when a bather has been in the water too long? Old Salt— Send for the coroner.— (Spare Moments;