The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-08-31
scraggY Sam Takes the Load.


first and last heats at dizzy gait, but Ii did
not make him proud. @
Immediately after the race he bought the
discounted butcher drink with his OWE
money, and they parted friends.
Monday evening Bronson and Woke were
out on business with their respective fiers
hltched to light carts.
AT the corner Of Sixth and Minna streets
they sighted each other, and by mutual can
sent pulled into Minna street for brush.
I Not. a word was spoken until about half
way down the block, when the butcher
crowded the'eOmmission man and his PAGER
into pile Of bricks
The animaI'left lis feet and Mr.. Bronson
got angry.
Why didn't you give me rOomP" he de-
Because this horse is so fast l couldn't
hold him. proudly replied Mr.. Woke.
Fast, echoed Bronson, with a sarcastic
( SMILE sHe couldn't pass a. Turk-street
car You think because you have boots on
your horse that he is a trOtter"
.. HE can distance that plug of yours for
money" replied the butcher with some
Z heat.
"You doubtless imagine that YOU'RE deliv-
! ering sansages behind a. Nancy Hanks;
don't you? I've got $50 here that talks"
continued Mr.. Bronson, hauling out the
money
Both men alighted at the corner of Sew
enth and Mnna streets, where the stakes
were deposited with friend OF Vocke'S,
and the race set for O'Clock the next day.
Who failed to come to time should forfeit
the money. %
+ five got you nailed TO the cross" was
the butchers parting shot as the men drove
away.
Little time was given for training, but
both hoTsemen went to work at once.
=. Each set a watch on his. racer 10 prevent
the others agents from fixing MIN.
Tom. Benton, Vocke's' horse, was rubbed
down with liniment.
Bronson put couple OF pairs Of red fan
nelo drawers on his nag tied the bottoms
and poured alcohol down the legs TO make
him timber.
Tom Benton is large. red, skinny horse.
with backbone that looks. like the top of a
picket fence. -
Tom has. quite a record. He was once
sold to- "a rich gentlemen in Honolulu for
$500. When the animal reached the island
he was examined by an expert, who told
the rich mag that Tom was entirely too
speedy for ordinary purposes. and that il he
tried to drive him he would probably fail
out OF the buggy and kill himself
This frightened the rich man and he sent
the horse back without removing him from
the steamer.
Then Mr.. Woke got hold of him.
Mr.. Bro1sen's hier is known as Seraggy
He is not pretty. having much the appear
ance Of a moth-eaten buffalo robe. but he
can pace likeoa blue streak
Mr. Woke did not know this till shortly
before the race, when somebody told him
that Scraggy Sam made Of record of . :37
last Sunday.
Then Mr.. Woke said good-by to his $50.
but he was game and showed up on time for
the start.
In the first heat Tom Benton broke at the
start. aud the PAGER led TO the wire by half
q dozen lengths.
In the second the butchers nag again left
his ieet but soon recovered and won
handily In 2:5lh.
This did not encourage Woke.
DE said Bronson was holding in on him
Tor another bet. but that he was dead onto
him."
Vocke's suspicious were verified in the
last heat, when Scraggy Sam walked AWAY
from his trotter. winning In walk at
$40.
Ion ran, Hoped, cantered and trotted bv
turns, but he couldn't keep up with the
little PAGER.