The Dickinson press., 1897-04-03

he could give most of them a start over
what is called a rogue's course and
make hacks of 'em when 1t came to
pure thieving. l should not like to be
a dying man engaged in cuddling my
m%oney-bags for the last time II Jerry
were in the sick chamber watching my
struggles. He would accelerate my
doom to obtain the treasure"
And how did his employer trust
him." l inquired, for I had a little
knowledge of the Ripston trainer, and
recognized that the elegant smile as
to the peril of the moribund person
toying with his cash deposits was not
an exaggeration. Indeed, Jerry would
no doubt have also removed any false
teeth that might have been in the un-
fortunate PERSONS jaws, so as to get
the gold to bet with.
Trust him." replied my informant;
well. You know how far such men
trust each other. Like one hungry dog
trusts a hungrier n in sight Of an
odorous one So long as both could
get a bite they do not worry each other
as to which secured the most pestifer-
Gus portion. They went on we'll for a
time, and 'Fatty's' nose reflected his
prosperity 10 a marked extent; 1t
beamed upon us in the paddock and u.s.
sumed more colossal proportions and
brighter tints as its owner put on
flesh and added to his balance at the
bank. Then came the picturesque in
cident at Camptown Park previously
limited at"
Here the orator look breath and ex-
banded his chest before embarking ON
the more exciting part of his recital.
Refreshed by the rest, he continues:
Fatty had one of his platers in q
selling race at Camptown, and on the
book 1t had a great chance. According
ly, the public made his horse favorite.
and backed it down to even money in
a large field of Fatty could
not stand that; he did not care for
even money chances. So, after confer
ring with his trainer, he gave him In
structions to the effect that the favor
lite need not exert himself unduly in
the race, II that precautionary meas
ures might wisely be adopted with that
end (the wrong end) in view. Having
arranged matters to his satisfaction,
the astute owner of the favorite went
into the ring and backed a horse which
he believed was a certainty while his
candidate enacted the part of spectator.
A Jockey who would listen to reason
when it took the form of ready money |
was riding the favorite. Therefore it
was that when the horse cantered to
the post Fatty felt slightly above him
self-his usual sensation when he con-
sidered that he was backing one GER
tainty in a race, and laying against
another certain not to win.
"The result of the race, however, was
not what he desired. The favorite had
more in hand than his owner or train
err thought. His jockey could not quite
hold him: thus he found himself near
home in view of the public before he
was able to get a pull. 1t was then too
late, pull as hard as he could. People
would see him; he might be warned
off. Naturally fearing that disaster,
he sat down and rode a finish of con-
siderable merit, making a dead heat
OF it. You may imagine his employ
er's awful sensations. He had backed
n of the d%cad-heaters to win a large
stake; he had laid against the other
to lose a lot of money!
Then jerry Smiggins appeared in
the paddock. and held conference with
his patron. The result seemed salts
factory to the latter; he whispered a
few words to his trainer, and Jerry
hurried away again as though on a
mission Of Importance. 1t was so, for
that dead heat was never run off,
They agreed to divide?" l asked, in
nocently, having no idea at that time
what bad men will do tt get money.
agreed to divided" repeated my
friend, with scornful emphasis. Fancy
Fatty dividing anything with any
body when he had a chance of collaring
the lot! When the time arrived for
running off the dead heat the favorite
could not be found. Jerry had been
to the stables surreptitiously and lost
him."
This, like other things, is. l am in
formed, easily done when you know
how to do it. Fatty" still goes racing, |
and is far fatter than ever, especially |
underneath his white waistcoat. But
the public do not rush after his hot
favorites now; and some of the punt.
ers-those who bet for a living and live
well at times declare that they cAA
afford to lose when Fatty" wins.-In
Town.