The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1885-11-14
B'Oadbrim'S New York Ltttr
Special to the CARBON ADVOCATE.

B'Oadbrim'S New York Letter.
Special to the CARBON ADVOCATE.
The season which has Just closed has
been one Of the most remarkable for
norse-racing that we have had for many
years; not so much for the superior
character Of the horses as the grea;
number of all sorts Of people that have
ittenled them. Pool selling is forbidden
" law, but pools have been sold on
every race since the commencement of
,he season;n mot blacklegS and professional
g'mblers only have put up their money
N the result, bit fine la lies have been
zen dly after day stalking hundreds and
hun Ire Is on the races. Now, when
'ay fine ladies mean it; do not mean
he questionable consorts of sporting
men. who wear fine damon Is, rich silks,
'ostlY furs, and camels hair shawls, but
'espectable wives ani honored mothers.
Who have attended the races every day
his season rain or shine. When the
aces opened at Sheepshead Bay early
IN the spring, lady and her daughter
appeared on the Grand Stand. There
vas nothing loud or unbecoming about
hem; they male no acluain.ances. male
'r female; they conducted themselve
With the most perfect propriety, bu'
hey would bet their money on the races.
'o'h mother AMI daughter had book.
WI each male it up after careful
'eview of the hers, IS. They never seemed
exchange notes, but each played
one hani on her own jul ,ment. Losses
we're paid with the GOODNESS of an ice
1erg, and winnings were raked in with
nonchalance that would have moved
he heart Of Sir Charles Coldsteam with
'nvy, At jerome Park where Crnsus
'catters his gold upon the turf, these
Nv women were the observed of all
observers, AMI that is saying a great
leal, for on the Grand Stand at Jerome
Park, may be seen on any good racing
lay, much of the beauty AMI fashion of
which New York boasts. There were
many races this season when the rain
fell and the wind blew, and none but
he toughest old sport could face the
weather; but every day from first to last
Mrs. L. and her blooming daughter
we're there, and they occupied their
favorite seats on the front in the middle
Of the Grand Stand the last racing day.
could learn nothing about them, ex-
'ept that they were from the South
hat they occupied magnificent apart
nents in a splendid uptown fat-that
hey had lots Of money and no acquain-
ances. and were passionately fond of
good horses. A sharp bookmaker told
me that the old lady had bagged about
fifteen thousand dollars, and the daugh-
er about five.
One afternoon I saw a lady take of
her magnificent diamond brooch, ear.
'ings and finger rings, to bet on race.
fortunately for her she won, and walked
off with thousand dollars.
We are fond of moralizing on our
splendid advantages and our superior
civilization. We deprecate a Spanish
Bullfght, and we execrate and condemn
the Gladiatorial slaughters Of the Ro-
mans. We wonder that any race of
men and women could ever have existed
with nerves of steel and hearts of stone,
and who could sit by and see fellow
creature slaughtered without a culver.
Yet only a week ago there was a splen-
did company at Jerome Park-beauty.
fashion and wealth were there. On the
turf anil the fashionable euuipages
might be seen the gay turnouts of five
or six well known preachers, who never
take dust on the boulevard from any
thing under 2:25. The day was damf
and clouly, anl the course heavy and
wet; these however. were only mere in
eidents, and were weighed with regard
o the betting. The jockeys are all
mounted, and gallant looking crew
they were on their animals. lank as
greyhounds with hides like FURNISHED
gold. Everything is at fever heat, the
horses champ and feel as If eager to be
on, and the shRrp-eyed youngsters on
their bAeks are watching every chance
for an opening. The flag is dropped
and away they sweep like lightning. In
all Of that wild excited thronE there Is
not one that thinks OF danger, all are
bent on victory-behind that victory are
the loud shouts Of applaudins thousands
and yellow shining gold,. men and wo-
men are worked to frenzy Of mad.
ness. On they sweep and now they are
At the turn=-then comes a Wild CIV Of
pain, and in m instant . dozen horses
and riders are on the grOund rolling
over aHa over In mad confusion The
winneri hurry onto Inc Grand. stand,
and dsAR uGdeF the string, whIls. the
shouts;ef the erased thong rsud The
air. outhe faFstde Of the track lay siS
tnangle led wreteh9s. one slraady dead and
soma. Of the Others dying. The roagh
fren9s Of the dead jockey ia fair haired
little fellow bore him tendeglY 10 Ipe.
stablsG and laid him on the strGyt bue
his young life has gone ont for the