Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1895-04-29
DREAMS THAT PAID.
VISIONS OF WINNING HORSES CLEAR.
LY SEEN IN SLEEP.

A Woman Who Backed Haryed and Won
Sl,"o0-The Westerner Who Saw the
Monmouth Track In q Dream and Won,
In Consequence, the Next Day.
The discussion was of dreams in connec-
ton with horse races and several good sto-
ries We're told. A newspaper man told
how the wife of q fellow writer had
brought a $40 bill to his house long before
he bad risen, and confiding it to his wife
left instructions to place the money ona colt
| called Harved for the Lawnyiew Handicap
at Gravcscnd. The newspaper man, over
his breakfast, scoffcd at the chances of Har-
we'd beating such high class horses as Rich
mond and Favor and wanted to leave the
money at hcmc in trust for the wife of
his friend. Yielding, however, to the ear
nest arguments advanced as to the condi-
ton of affairs there would be if this horse
really won and there was q large sum of
money to make good, the $50 bill was
taken to Gravesend. When the time came
for the Lawnvicw Handicap, the fourth
race on the card, to be decided, a visit was
made to the betting ring. The plungers
were on Richmond to man and with
Mclaughlin in the saddle it seemed to be
sheer madness to bet on any of the others
that sported silk in the same race, for the
Dwyor brothers champion was at that
time in the zenith of his powers. Harved
was 3year-old owned by q Broadway
merchant, and he had but shortly risen
from obscurity, having run only ono or
two races in moderate company, and his
chances were SO poorly thought of that go
to l was a common quotation in the bet
ting ring. The newspaper man fingered
thoS20 bill irresolutely, being confident that
it was like throwing so much good money
into the fire to place It on the 3-year-old
He was placing the money in his pocket
again with the intention of returning it
to its fair owner and giving at the Same
time some good advice for government Oh
ether ventures in speculation when Charles
Reed, the veteran sportsman, came along
"Hello, youngster! What arc you on?"
was his CHEEKY salute.
"Nothing" was tho reply, and then
came the story of tho commission of $50
on Harved.
Grasping the newspaper man by the
arm, Mr.. Reed said:
"When you're as old as old Reed, you'll
know better. Come on, and We'll bet that
$50 at the longest odds. When you get u
commission-don' take 'em if you can
get out of it-but when you get q commits
sion put the money down, if it's ON a red
OK to beat Il railway train"
The money was placed at GO to 1 and tho
| ticket calling for 81, 220 was carefully fold
ed and placed in an inside pocket. AT flag
! fall Harved, to the utter establishment Of
| tho throng shot to tho front and opened
up such gap that Mclaughlin had to go
| to the whip on Richmond half mile
| from the finish. Young Ossler, at that
| time a white haired midget, but a jockey
| Of great promise for his years, had the
mount on Harved, and SO well did he stall
| off RichmCnd's rush in the homestretch
| that tho 3-year-old won by q head.
No man who has not been there can
| imagine the feelings Of the commissioner
as he watched the race and realized how
| nearly he had been to makinga grave mis-
| take The woman received her winnings,
| and as she tossed the heap of grecnbacks
about in her lap smiled and said
| 81 knew Harved would win, for I dream
ed that he wcn and that's why 1 bet on
| him."
1t was known that tho woman did net
| frequent the race track, and she was ask
cd how she knew there was any such horse.
She did not know and had only known
that there was such thoroughbred by tho
shouts heard in drcamland of "Earved
wins; the outsider wins" She had CON
suited tho morning paper, and seeing the
name had rushed pellmell to her friend S
to place the money. There are few rings
and some china in that house today that
were bought with the money won on Har-
we'd The horse was of high quality and had
been well manipulated, but he died-was
poisoned, some pe-sons said, at Brighton
| Beach Il month later.
| ~ can tell tale quito rs remarkable, ;"
| said a young westerner who had left the
| farm for the race track. "When l came to
New York in the eighties, knew compar-
atively little about your horses. 1 had
! saved up some money, and being fond OF
| horses naturally wanted TO see some sport
where there would be an opportunity to
see the best horses that the country could
boast Of, and l laid my plans to visit the
| best race tracks in the east The first three
or four days Of my stay i'll New York dc
voted to sightseeing. Then my thoughts
turned to tho races, and made inquiries
| at tho hotel and was told that Monmouth
mark was the place to sec what was after.
| JIaE 1iiSIt = cStW d ititO Nosiis>' sifso ht*F
| entirely new to me. l saw the faces OF
strange persons, thousands of them, and
saw horses, with jockeys in bright jack
cts Of silk and satin, gallop past the long,
low grand stand. ] heard the applause
and remembered with what brcathless in
terest 1 watched them striving for the ad-
vantage at the start, then tho murinur
of the thrcng "a they noted the positions
of the horses during the contest. At tho
head of tie homestretch / saw two bay
horses shoot away from tho others ana
charge valiantly down tho straight, run
ming shoulder to shoulder and flank to
flank Each of ,hs Jockeys was doing hii
best work to win, and tho crowd was
shouting as though possessed;
/" Rupert wins!
"'No, Kaloolah wins!
"Tho finish was terrific, and while thu
shouting was the loudest 1 awoke. The
next day went to Monmouth park-thcn
the old track-and recognized the scene of
my dream looked at my programme,
and in the fourth race found cartied James
Murphy's bay mare Kaloolah, by Longfei-
low, out of Sylph, and the Preakncss sta
ble's bay gelding Rupert, by Falsetto, out
of Marguerite and determined to bet on