Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1893-04-04
MR.. scHoeNfeLo's LUCKY ERROR.
He Forgot ne was betting Pounds, NJ
Dollars. but JanRlsr Won.

He Forgot ne was betting Pounds, Nee
Deiiars. but Jansisr wea.
While Air. Schoenfeld, the horse own
er of Indiana. was In England In 1899 he
picked mp some pretty good horses. Just
as the horses were being taken down to
the ship the colt Jangler fell sick and
had to be left behind.
Mr.. Schoenfeld remained In England
to visit some Of the tracks. So he placed
Jangler with Alfred Day at Newmarket,
with instructions to get him In shape by
rarly fall. He then started to do the
races, saw the Lincoln handicap open
The legitimate season, attended the spring
meetings at Newmarket, EPSON and
Bandown, spotting the winners Of the
City and Suburban. the Great Metropol.
itan and the Derby. generally having
pretty good time and luckily winning
enough to pay expenses.
The British bookmaker docs mcst OF
his business ION the nod" with regular
race goers. weekly settlements being
made on Mondays Mr.. Schoenfeld was
soon recognized as a responsible bettor
and could bet away freely on credit.
During these months he had heard
now and again from Alfred Day that
Jangler was doing nicely. coming back
TO his feed and form. and one letter In
timated that he would, II placed right,
soon be good enough to win nice stake.
Later Mr.. Schoenfeld received this tele-
gram:
Have entered colt Egham Plate at Windsor;
think he will about do; put aIesch way,
Being In London ON the day Of the
race Mr.. Schoenfeld went down to Wind
sor. Strolling into the betting ring
about 10 minutes before the start, with
the amount he intended betting buzzing
In his head, namely Sl00. he halted in
front of bookmaker with whom he had
business acquaintance.
Thompson, how much will you give
me on Janglery he said In Us oirhand q
manner rs possible.
"Give you tens" was the response.
"That isn't enough. He's rank out.
slider, but he's the last On the card, and
take q fancy sometimes to back the end
one"
"well. I'll give you elevens," said
Thompson.
"No," replied Schoenfeld; "give me l2
to I. and I'll bet you hundred"
"Doney' said the penciler, and Mr..
Schoenfeld walked away toward the sad.
ding paddock to zee how Jangler looked.
While there II suddenly flashed across
his mind that he had Let cl0O and not
dollars on an untried colt. Pushing his
way back to the booEinaker he asked,
"IIow did you unders.snd my bet" he
gasped, "dollars or poun'lsy
"Why, pounds. of course" said the
booky. I'VE don't know anything about
your Yankee currency over here" :,
"Why, I meant dollars" replied Mr..
Schoenfeld. Cant you alter II! don't
want to risk $500 ON this COLT"
Every sorry can't oblige you; but,
you see. 1t was several minutes since you
made this bet, and ! made my other
prices accordingly. You'll haveto stand
1t now."
Before he could reach point wherehe
could see. the winner flashed past the
post. but for once the British crowd for
got to shout the nainc Of the first horse.
''Somc doubt about who's got 1t, sup
pose" thought the speculator; 30, calling
to man who could see the winners
number hoisted. he asked, "Who's won--
can You seer
In u few seconds the reply came, "Some
bloody dark 'oss from ALI Days stable
-name o. Jingles or Jangles, OF summat
like that"
With q deep sigh Of relief. Mr.. Schocn.
field mentally wrote down S0,OOO ON the
credit side Of Jangler's account and
went back to town to have real good
time.-New York Times.