"'Good God, look at that!' I says to Micky.
"Micky turns 'n' looks.
"'Aw, pony …' he says, 'n' busts out cryin'. He leans up against the colt again 'n' he's shakin' as bad as Hamilton.
"Just then the boy gets down from the Elephant.
"'I'd a beat that dog in another jump,' he says to Micky.
"'You?' says Micky. 'I'm goin' to kill you!' He starts fur the boy, but he turns kind-a greeny white 'n' does a flop on the track.
"When I goes to pick him up I see a bone comin' through the flesh just above the wrist on his right hook.
"We puts him in a blanket 'n' the swipes start to carry him off.
"'What's the matter with the kid?' says Ike comin' up.
"'Arm broke, I guess,' I says."