The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-09-30

Betting on col rs. are youg" laughed
her companion. "Well, that's woman all
over. That's Murphy and he's on Kingdom:
Why dent you bet on the color OF
MS eyes, or his hair-if he has anyF
well, what would you (" she asked
with pretty petulance.
See here, DOL said the colonel, with
knowing look. ''this is my race; came here
Just on purpose to bet on that gelding over
there. Isn't he goer9 Ju look at him,
viii youi That's Raceland, the Bslmou5
crack. Now, betwee Ourselves, got
straight tip and I've plunked couple OF
centuries on him"
''O-oo-ooh, myW
YES, and stand to win $1,000. That's
the way to play horse"
And the colonel drew himself up proudly.
''Well-um, 1 don't care,n persisted Dol.
''1m gone on the little red cap and, oh dear!
wish bad time to put something on him,
just to try"
Another false start gave the desired OPP
portunity, aud the colonel humored her
whlm she drew cut her steel eaded purse
end handed him "teBner," which was
duly laid ON Kingdol.
1.-THE re off. bah Jawvep exclaimed a
ball, slender dudlsh youth, who stood with
swell-lookiug girl near by. The girl was
undeniably pretty, but acted and talked as
though she ned the racecourse, or, at
the vely least, the grand sla d. She stood
watching the racers with sort of languid
Interest visible il her face, and one foot
rested on the bars of the seat in front, Civ
ing peep of bewitchiugly curved ankle,
In cardilal silk st ckings.
Around the curve swept the horses al
most in bu Gu, the coonel's su' e winner
IN the lead. o. TO the quarter AMI down
the bend they came with rush. Here the
straight tip" proved "a bad goer, for ne
swerved ana fell back befo the mile post
we'll Chad Tho colonial n do
spair.
Up they came on the rise to the final
quarter. Now they are in front and like
whirlwind, they sweep pat on the ho ne
stretch. Do's handke ief is waving
frantically, aud the colonel watches her
with eyes straining with amaz ment as she
scream with the lungs of a calliope:
Run! run! Little red cap! You've got
it! Rrri run!"
'Good Lord Dol, that amt the horse l
bet on" exclaimed the colonel, wnen she
had found her breath.
Il know it; but that's my jockey, and he's
won, and I'm so glad. Oh, | knew he
would" and she looked at her ticket
well, you're in luck, for fact, and I'm
cleaned out--lost on tree races to-day.n
Never mind, she replied with a con-
ciliatory gesture, I'm pay for the dinner,
and if you haven't money enough to get
home, Pll give you some"
And she did. Now, when she visits the
track she makes it point to get hold of
straight tip somewhere, and then she plays
dead against 1t.
One of the best known feminine racing
cranks Is a matronly individual who has
been habitue of the Brighton track dur
ing the past three or four seasons She has
really been book i.aker for nearly dozln
years, and still prosecutes that lucrative
calling, having many patrons who do not
care to have tue fact of their betting known
TO their husbands and friends. In some
seasons she has cleared as high as $40, 600,
which is doing very well when it IS re-
membered that her pets rarely run over
modest double X.
II do little outside betting myself, on a
neavler scale, when there Is good thing in
sight," she explained yesterday. "My plan
is to get pointer and then pu a cool cent
ury on It, never less. | can afford to lose
1t, you see. Aud it is less trouble chan
making number OF small bets, which Won
have to study out and look after. Yes.
suppose NAV b. called a horse crank. bnt
It's fad that I've made to paw me nand-
somely. ever have any trouble with NV
customers, and never went broke but once.
and tnat was years ago when Free!and.
Ferida. Monitor and .iindoo ware the
kings of toe track. Checkmate won the
Saratoga cup, although he wasn't a favor
lite L backe | another horse, and it inst
u
backed Checkmate. I came out Of it with
good deal less than nothiug," she added
smiling, "but made it up in a little while
by careful playing aud avoiding big risks.
One is the better for lesson once to
while. l think
You meet good many of your patrons
at the track, then2"
almost every racing day I see some of
them; but of course cur business ISL
transacted there. They are there PARTLY "a
spectators. suppose, and partly because
they want to look after their wagers Re-
sides, they have chance to hedge. which
1ney would miss If they stayed at home.
4ou have no id a how many women bet
nowadays. The ijority Of their stakes ia
small, but the agg. ega is considerable
And they all come from the middle class
too L don't think the ladies OF tina Four
Hundred every wager money, at least not
on pubic race, whatever they may do on
the private matches. They don't come to
races In such gala style as they usei { do
IN the old days at Jerome Park and Fleet
WOOD, when the drives all around would be
covered with fashionable drAgS. The crowd
now Is much more promiscuous, and while
there may be more women present, they are
OF different Glass;
The happiest better on the track is the
girl who is playing in luck. She is usually
an '1ngenue," in the heeciest of rnniI ar
horses, and she takes everything lust as it
comes. Her wagers a trlfing, but her
happiness is none the less; for, with wom-
ans indifference, she CANDLES less for the
stake itself than for the pleasure OF winning
It. And after the timekeeper has announced
the result of the last race, she take, her
pool tickets from the little sachel. hands
them to her escort and saunters Off a bit
swinging her parasol d smiling at the
recollection of a delightful day. She will
blush little, maybe, il you Ii her a rae
lng crank; but she will 90 on betting all
the same. her winnings keep her in POCKET
money and give her new bonnet and an
occasional gown; ard, besides, nobody is
hurt. She viii shu lder prettily and s6rug
her white shoulders, which can be seen
peeping through the lawn sleeves like a
gleam OF satin, if you tell her warninglv
that some day she may become a gam Ter
like the Jubilee Plunger, MonsDo, who lost
4l,O0O,O00 in a year. O. like Mike DIVER
who makes a $4,000 bet with as little con.
Germ as school girl would lager box of
candies. And she will answer YOU that
there is no danger; she knows where to
stop.
She is g genius Of luck-the mascot of
the track-and betting men hover around
her, but whether it is to learn the anne of
the favorite or to catch a smile or a word
4AW hon