Leaping from Tanglefoot’s saddle to the back of another horse led by the hazer, she galloped in triumph from the ring.
“That was wonderful ridin’,” Lefty told her proudly, a few minutes later. “If you don’t win the prize then the judges have been bought off!”
Connie watched anxiously as four other girls took their turns in the contest. One was thrown while the other three had drawn horses which did not require a high degree of skill to ride.
“It’s in the bag, Connie!” whispered Lefty excitedly.
And he was right. A few minutes later the announcer rode forth to broadcast through his megaphone that Connie Carl had won first prize in the riding contest.
“Oh, Lefty!” the girl cried, fairly overcome by her good fortune. “Just think! Five hundred dollars! And maybe I’ll win more before the day is over.”
Connie had entered her name in a free-for-all race as well as a roping contest. In the latter event she placed third, netting a cash award of fifty dollars. Second prize in the running race brought her an additional two hundred dollars.
It was a proud moment for Connie when she stepped forward to claim her ribbons and a slip of paper which represented seven hundred and fifty dollars.
Jim Barrows, separating himself from the crowd, come over to the fence to congratulate the girl.
“What will you do with so much money?” he asked jokingly.