The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-08-06
The BROKEN LINK HANDICAP

I'LL DltUtALAN hiANih 4hA'DiO4hi
There are more ways of running a horse
to suit your book than pulling his head oil
in the straight. Some men forget this.
Understand clearly that all racing Is rot
ten, rs everything connected with losing
money must be. Out here, in addition to
its Inherent rottonness Il has the merit OF
being two-thirds sham; looking pretty OH
paper only. Everyone knows everyone
else far too well for business purposes.
How on earth can you rack and harry and
post a man for his losings, when you are
fond OF his wife and live i'm the same sta
ton with him? He says, ION the Monday
following" II can't settle just yet" You
say, "Ail right, old man," and think your
self lucky IL you pull of nine hundred out
Of a observation-disclosures debt. Any way
you look Mt il, Indian racing Is immoral
and extensively immoral. Which is much
worse. II a man wants your money, he
ought 70 ask for 1t, or send around a sub
scription list, instead of Juggling about
the country with an Australian larrikin; a
''brumby" with as much breed as the boy ;
a brace OF chumars i'm gold-laced caps
three OF four ekka ponies with bogged
names, and q switch-tailed demirep of q
mare called Arab because she has a kink
in her flag. Racing leads TO the shroff
quicker than anything else. But II you
have no conscience and no sentiments
and good hands. and some knowledge of
pace and ten years. experience of horses.
and several thousand rupees n month. |
believe that you can occasionally contrive
to pay your shoeing bills.
Did you ever know Shackles-p. w. z.
13-1s-course, loose, mule-like-ears-bar-
rel as long as a gate-post-touRh as n
telegraph wire-and the queerest brute
that ever looked through u bride? He
was OF no brand, being n of an ear
nicked mob taken into the Bu~cephalus at
f4-10s. q head 70 make up freight, and
sold raw and out of condition at Calcutta
him called him a ''brundy;' but IL ever
any horse had Harpoon's shoulders and
the Gins temper, Shackles was that
horse. Two miles was his own particu-
lar distance. He trained himself, ran
himself, and rode himself; and, II his
Jockey insulted him by giving him hints,
he shut up at once and bucked the boy
of. He objected TO dictation. Two or
three of his owners did not understand
this, and lost money in consequence. At
last he was bought by a man who dis
covered that, il a race was to be won,
Shackles, and Shackles only, would win
il in his wi way, so long as his jockey
sat still. This man had IA riding boy
called Brunt-a lad from Perth, West
Australia-and he taught Brunt, with a
trainers whip, the hardest thing q jock
can learn-to sit still, and to keep on
grasped this TRUTH, Shackles de-
= vastated the country. No weight could
stop him mt his own distance; the farne
Of Shackles spread from Amir i'm the
South TO C~hedputter in the north. There
was no horse like Shackles so long as he
- L. -. T. ~ -.
way. But he was beaten in the end; and
the story of his fall is enough to make
angels weep.
AZ the lower end Of the Chedputter race
course, just before the turn into the
straight, the track passes close to u couple
Of old brick moulds enclosing q funnel
shaped hollow. Tho big end of the fun
mel is not six feet from the ratings on the
OF side. The astounding peculiarly OF
the course IL that IL you stand Mt one par
ticular place about half a mile away, in
side the course, and speak at ordinary
pitch, your voice just hits the funnel OF
the brick mounds and makes q curious
whining echo there. A man discovered
this one morning by accident while out
training with q friend. He marked the
place 10 stand and speak from with q
Q pie of bricks, and he kept his knowl.
sdse cd to himself Every peculiarly smssr;o o =
in a country where rats play
the mischief with the elephant
litter and Stewards build jumps To suit
their own stables. This man ran n very
fairish country-bred, n long, racking high
mare with. the temper Of a fiend, and the
PAGES of an airy wandering seraph-a
drifty, glidy stretch. The mare was, as a
delicate tribute to Mrs. Reiver, called
THE Lady ReRula Baddun''- or for
short, ReRula Baddun.
Shackies' jockey, Brnnt. was a quiet,
shaken. He began his career by riding
Stewards want lynching, n was n ol
neutrality-suspicious. you will recollect it
Of the Maribyrnong plate. The walls were
%colonial ramparts-logs OF jarrah spiked
into masonry-with wings as strong as
Church buttresses. Once In his stride q
horse had TO jump or fall. He could no
run out. In Ne Martbyrong plate I.
horses were jammed Mt the second wall
Red Hat, leading, fell this side. and threw
out The Glen, and the ruck came up be
hind and b space betwee wing ant
wing was n struggling, kickinI
shambles. Four jockeys were taken on
dead; three were very badly hurt, anc
Brunt was among the three. He told the
story of the Maribyrnong Plate some
times, and when he described how Whal
ley on Red Hat said, as the mare fel
under him: "God ha' mercy. I'm don,
for!" and how, next instant. Sithee Their,
and White Otter had crushed the life on
of poor VALLEY, and the dust hid n SINAI
he'll Of men and horses no one marvelle,