In gold letters over the gates is 'Ohio's
Beauty Spot,' 'n' below that in bigger letters yet is 'Lake Minnehaha
Park.' We goes through these gates 'n' there's the track. More'n half
the center-field is took up by a baseball diamond. In the other half
is a pond with a shoot-the-chutes runnin' down into it.
"'Where's the lake?' Peewee says to Orphy.
"'Right in front of your nose,' says Orphy, pointin' at the pond.
"'She's some body of water,' says Peewee. 'If you ain't careful a big
rough guy'll come along here with a tin cup some dark night 'n' go
south with her.'
"'I guess not,' says Orphy. 'She's four feet deep--in spots.'
"When we come in sight of the stalls, there's Butsy standin' in the
rain with the hosses. A big bunch of Jaspers is holdin' a meetin' out
in front of a row of bran'-new stalls that's just been put up. There's
a hot argument goin' on 'n' they don't pay no attention to the rain.
"'You gone dippy?' I says to Butsy. 'What are you standin' out in the
rain with the dogs fur? Why don't you put 'em up?'
"'No chance,' says Butsy. 'All the stalls is took except these new
ones, 'n' the guy who furnished the lumber fur 'em won't unlock 'em
till he's paid.'
"I looks at the stalls--there's a great big padlock on each door.
"'Why don't they slip him the coin?' I says.
"'You can search me,' says Butsy. 'That's what they're chewin' the rag
about now.'
"Me 'n' Peewee slides over to where the crowd is.
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