St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-08-09

nouncement that he was to give a
jockey exhibition. His hands grasped
the reins nervously, and he cantered
around the track, apparently anxious to
place as much distance as possible be-
tween the optics of his admirers aud
his maiden efforts. he murky and
foggy atmosphere served the purpose,
for when he romped down the back
stretch, with his silk streaming in the
breeze. the naked eye could not distin-
guish him from real live ''jOck." He
had recovered his usual fOrtltude when
he had halted at the post ready for the
ordeal. The next to appear was daunt
less BILLY" Deacon. mounted on CaruS.
The boys took pity on him, and offered
him cigarette and match, but BILLY"
was disdainful. 1t was the proudest
moment of his life. He cavorted
around a moment, and wal ked to the
post prepared to do battle for the honor
and fame of the News. Harry Wack
now brought ought out o, aud he
created quite sensation.
who is that handsome jockey?"
queried chorus OF ladies.
why. that is Harry Wack, who will
ride the GLOBES horse to a grand vic
tory" they were courte0uSly Informed
by johnny Leonard, of the Minneapolis
Tribune, and lace handkerchiefs fiut-
tered, and the ladies applauded. Old
Dyer was favOrIte mount, aud with
the redoubtable Witt Cochrane to pilot
him. inspired new confidence i'll the
the grandstand and the applause be-
came vociferouS.
DR.. Gemmel sat Red Fox like a CEN
taur, and the newspaper boys rushed to
the betting ring to back him upon his
showing. He gripDed the reins like
death, and now they were all ready.
Get back there Deacon!" thundered
the starter, for willy BILLY" tried his
utmost to get the best of the start
Wack kept the GLOBE mounts head to
the fence, and it was impossible to get
j 0 Straigntened around, but SeiXas
couldn't get Swanena up, and SO they
''monkeYed" around for a time. Sud
denly Stack had notion that this sort
of thing shouldn't be perpetuated in
definitely. and, disdaining all thought
of the flag, set out on the circuit, fol
lowed by Gemmei. Wack had half
notion to ignore the starters office also,
and he trailed the party to the turn,
and there he aroused from his lethargic
attack, and, realizing that nothing was
to be gained by premature run. he
turned back and rejoined Seixas, Deacon
and Cochrane. And then Deacon's mount
became restive and took run to the
turn. Meanwhile Gemmel and Stack
were stirring UP the mud down the
Dackstretch. a mounted policeman,
astOnished at the innovation in running
incidents, dashed across the enclosure
to turn the pair of runaways back to the /
start. But they wouldn't be turned |
back. They were really racing. and |
they continued to the three-quarter
post. Here they halted for confer
ence. They concluded that walking
was a mighty sight easier than riding,
and they dismounted and walked in.
Soon all were ready for another at
tempt. Deacon had dismounted, and
the starter nearly burst his throat Or
dering him into the saddle. Swanena
stood glued to the track, and J O's head |
was turned 10 the fence, when Coeh- |
rane and Wack made a flying start. The |
flag didn't fall, but that made no differ
ence. Gemmel and Stack had made the !
circuit of the track. and why not they |
as we'll? COchrane did, but not entirely |
of his own volition, however. He dis |
covered his error at the turn, and tried |
to check old Dyer, but the blacks blood |
was up and away sped Witt. clinging |
frantically to his flowing name. 1t was !
picturesque run, although strong !
field glass divulged the fact that |
Witt wasn't enjoying the dash !!
the least bit. He was deathly |
pale when he came up the stretch, and !
he made no effort to halt the steaming |
steed. On and on ran Dyer; around |
the track for the SECOND time he |
splashed the mud, and Witt was utterly
helpless, sitting rigid and statuesuue in
the saddle, still gripping the animals
name. A mounted policeman and a |
dozen stable boys ran down the track to i
intercept the runaway. Dyer was capt /
ured at the paddock, and Cochrane fell