The morning times., 1896-04-20

haired men in very youngish looking clothes,
and young men with very old manners; they
evened up on their a ges pretty well.
The dark, saliow fellows IN brown clothes
looked cooler than the pink faced blondes
in gra yish white attire and neglige shirt.
The minute a man put a silk handkefchefIn
his collar and famed himself with his hat
he looked as though he was going under very
shortly. sawa number of such of the bald
headed. billowy shirt front variety, They
must have laid good wagers for they con-
ttnued TO smile even as 1t grew warmer.
And it continued TO grow warmer every
minute.
bout this time one of the correspondents
came in with the heinformaiionthat BobPinker-
ton had gotten up on barrel, or something
else that was handy out in the paddock and
announced that there was to be no regular
hookmaking, just quiet betting between
gentlemen, and individuals taking number
of bets would please move around and not
stand still.
The betting was recorded as very brisk.
and it was all explained to me bow this
gentieman's practice was accomplished.
But ! couldn t understand, not being par
ticu!arIy interested.
LEARNING. THE N0TABLES.
At that moment a smooth faced gentleman
wltha gaunt, hungry ycoantenance andrather
loud clothes came into the grand stand.
The New York correspondents exclaimed.
the name they gave him was Kid some
thing. and they said he was one OF the
SnOothest confidence men in the country.
He looked very smooth at that moment;
quite piOus i'll fact, and conducted To a seat
with ceremony and elaborate attentiyeuess
a most charming young woman. And then
bad somebody or other, a horse owner
with cork leg came across the esplanade
with his steenth wife on his arm. This
caused another ripple of interest. 1t is
of such topics that gossip deals at horse
race.
The bell rang for the first race and in
few minutes the bugie call brought the
horses with their gayly clad riders out
OF the paddock. The first crack cut of the
box. said an enthusiast behind US as a
satiny beauty with slender legs eloquent
eyes aud fiery nostrils took dash up the
track with little slim fellow in gorgeous
C0lors sitting on his knees on its back.
The start was made on the other side
Of the track, and when the shout, They
are OFF, went up from the crowd a cloud
of dust went up from the other side OF
the course at the same moment. 1t fol-
lowed the running horses until they came
III under the wire and another roar went
up from the viCtors. IT was over i'll a
flash. and those who Were not interested
by reason OF bets looked about with a
pardonable question in their faces as If
to say, lis that an
WHEN ONE DON'T BET.
There is certainly no use trying to get
up interest in the running unless one has
money lad on the result. 1t is a cloud
Of dust. flash OF Colors, roar and
ii is all over with. But to the student
OF men there is much 10 study and draw
conclusions from. The quiet man under
victory or defeat is always admirable.
The best fun i'll all the race TO me is the
start. The assistant starter, Billy Muir
ray, a young, black eyed fellow, with u
very innocent COuntenance, came over to
the press stand TO say "how-y do 10
his friends the newspaper fellows, and
kindly offer TO take me out TO the start
ing post So at the beginning of the big
race Of the day, just as the bugle called,
| went down stairs, through the throng
OF men, across the dusty track TO the
judges stand. There | was introduced
TO Starter Tom Flynn, who has the repu-
tation of getting more horses off so they
are measuring noses under the wire than
any other starter in the country.
II you think man like this is horsey
and dlsagreeable you are mista ken. He is
just a quiet oidish gentleman with a nice
smile and courteous ways, deviiish nice
fellow, the men would say. He took me
over to the infieid and helped me into
hissurrey and we drove over to the starting
point. There he sprang out and took
his place on the stand built up against the
fence.
The little riders came galloping up ard
then an old what's his name enSued to
get them lined up. have watched this
across the field. but it's different TO be
on the scene of action.
HELPING AT THE START.
The two assistants were out in the track,
seemingly directly under the feet of the
trampling mounts. They both had whips
in their hands, but Mr.. Flynn constantly
beseeched them not to use them.
Get back there, where you goin at?''
one would shout, and the other would say
i'll loud beseeching tones, go back, back
that Horse up, turn round, won't you?
Gnffin's not goin' to break; amt l got
him by the head? Say, line up, you fell
lows, won't eou; you won't get off in an
hour at this rate
Il amt going TO let you off," Mr.. Flynn
would warn them. That horse amt going
10 break; what is Keefe doing over there?
Donnelly, go back, won't you? You two
fellows might just as we'll get back; 1
shan't let you off till you start together"
Then there was more yelling and shout
ing by the assistants andimprecations from
the jockeys. Hawardeu with Griffin on
him simply danced, and every moment ap-
peared determined to ground his pluck yrider
I'm afraid some ofthose Jockeys swore out
rageously. Suddenly they came up to-
getner and the starters flag went down
That was beaut," said one of the
ts'Thnv nnlr
this time'' And we rode leisurely back
to see the winner come romping in with
Haywarlen at his withers. We waited
before crossing the track till the horses
had wheeled and come back to the stand.
Trainers ran up to take them by the head
and the jockeys sprang TO the ground
lightly, taking their saddles in their arms
and going i'll to the judges stand to weigh
out.
1 went up TO the paddock and saw the
horses rubbed down, their mouths washed
out and blankets put on them. l saw
other jockeys standing about ready for the
next race, and for the first time that hot
day forgot the sun and its whitening IN
fluence.
The clouds kindly drew q veil over
the great orb about this time, and the
drive home was cool The men who had
won came home happy and the men who
did not came home hopeful for next
week The champagne OF excitement had
stirred the blood of each and all, and no
tonic or elixir was necessary for them
after Saturdays racing.
sIBYl. WILBUR.