The Sun.
London, England, 1866-08-13 00:00:00

Winning made Easy.

The facetious correspondent of the Racing Times
writes on the above subject as follows :
I have frequently called attention to various
public channels through which were dispensed by
a multitude of prophets apparently true methods
of realising rapid fortunes without any very serious
There has generally
trouble or outlay. Abreeenthsehsoewn by sourcestheremlioabdleern?
Anglo-Saxon race a strong desire to begin where
their ancestors left off—in other words, an anxiety
to gain the summit of wealth's ladder without
troubling themselves to ascend the several steps
with care and safety,
and the sporting portion of
our extensive population can, if they will, answer
the question with little difficulty, assuming that it
comprises patrons of advertising soothsayers, else
the strange medley pervading the columns of your
sporting contemporaries day by day must in reality
be merely so many myths.
It does not necessarily follow that backing horses
is the sole mode of acquiring independence, but
when we see mendacious statements daily persevered
in that double events are certain of realisation, that
£BOO can infallibly be secured about once in a fort-
night or so by entrusting one of the Nemo family
with a single sovereign, it would Seem that no
finance, or hotel, or discount, or other corporation,
or company limited, or otherwise, ever possessed
anything like the chances held out by the vulgar
tipster, and the success of what is called the South-
down fortnight appears on paper so extraordinary
that Winning made easy" is undoubted.
This
the
theme
I isho '
w the
picture is drawn on paper ; now for
the reality. 'consulted a tipster confidentially about
was,or affected to be, up to everything
f or
artiitgohhot,so' sena couple of days, and, after due conside-
n ,Violent and Cannon
Ball; when you'ave Fordham upon St. Vincent's boss
back him, but I don't think much about the other."
rB stormy
,h ,4e T here is two things
I was not in any violent humour, and knowing that
a Cannon Ball, when once fairly started, generally
goes at a rattling pace, I tried my luck, and for the
15th Biennial took half a dozen pounds to four,
which, as the lawyers say, were lost to me, my heirs
and assigns for ever, and this notwithstanding
Fordham was up.
I found the great Jock again in command of the
artillery for the NurisCeeryep;inhgismipY eye on the col Ours,
powder was dry, and
therefore it seemed there was a capital chance of
bringing myself comfortably home, as twenty's
were offered, so I popped down in my little book
100 to 5 about the animal ; but somehow or other
modern warfare altered the usual state of things, and
Cannon Ball was nowhere. On the following
who was all in the fiery way,
as Fordham was not up, and
ds
taayr
ttehdeßnroi
ub es
tloonred; b u t
10 to 1 laid freely on the horse, I did not venture.
Reflecting, he tiowemveer, on the mere mention of Violent,
I thought had
arrived to sport a trifle on
the filly, but as 3 to 1 was freely laid on her for the
Club Stakes, it seemed to be real buying money,
and so I waited for the Claret, and was obliged to
lay the same odds on her. King Christian easily
and my favourite was nowhere. It will walked in,
be admitted that this was an unlucky condition of
things, and, in the present hard times, enough to
discourage any Greenhorn, particularly one of
moderate experience like myself. Winning was,
therefore, a difficult operation, and I had
enough of Brighton without attempting anything
at the great county town of Lewes ; but, on com-
paring notes, in the evening, while waiting for a