The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-08

1.-THE old-time trainer who told in last
Sundays Inter Ocean of his failure 10
stay with the bunch he had on Jocan
the day when Jodan came in first on
three legs at St Asaph, with 100 to l
against his chances, may not need any
body's sympathy now, but / could nave
shared his misery had he remained
around St. Asaph a few days after that
thing happened" said horseman. i
crawfished on a. big bunch of my own
at that meeting only few days aIoer
tie Jodan affair, and I'm sore over IL
yet, although I'm not a particularly
hard loser. / had a chance to put the
whole ring down at st. ASaph out OF
business and l turned 1t to the wall at
the last minute.
Remember Lobengula? He wSs
counted a dead one by the layers at
St Asaph, in spite of his good work
for a couple Of seasons previous on the
tracks around New York. He had been
campaigned a good deal before he was
taken to St Asaph, and had gone pretty
stale I had always liked the plug. He
was earnest. a hard worker, and so
honest that he'd try all, day. ! knew
that his almost daily running on the
metropolitan tracks had used MIN up
a lot. but l also knew that he was a
quick. recoverer, and that all he needed
TO put him in the game right again was
a couple of weeks rest. He got the rest.
too. His handler, a friend of mine,
didn't enter him at all until along to-
ward the close of the St AsaDh meet
ing. Then he put him in one al d mile.
a lot of good Dlaters-top-notch plat
ers, in fact-Were to go the route Win
him. 1 determined to play Lobengula.
His trainer told me the horse not only
had a. chance, but would walk in.
''On the night before the race queer
thing happened. l was walking along
Pennsylvania avenue with a Washing
ton mamie didn't know a racehorse
from a ton of coal, and had never seen
Il horserace, in fact-When he suddenly
gave me a dig in the ribs with his ell
bow and pointed out to me, coming IN
our direction. a short, chunky, black
man. When the black man drew near
us in the strong electric light it struck
me that he was the blacklist human
being l had ever seen. His big, nat
face was incredibly black. Put along
side a piece of ordinary stoVeDiDe mat
darky's face would have made the
stovepipe look dun gray in color. The
black man was all dressed W..
THAT man must be the limit when
it comes to blackness,' said I to my
Washington friend. ~
He is, was the reply. Don't see
tIll 81 III llIAS IbuAlNis NV eteoS =.
He's the real thing-not an Afro-Amer-
lean. but a straight African. He's only
been out of Africa for couple of years,
and he's getting an education at a COL
ored university here. They say he's
some kin of King Lobengula.'
SMART BETTOR GOES ASTRAY.
well. there was something to con-
tribute to my bunch! / determined
harder than ever to sock it to the ring
on Lobengula the next day. / went out
in the morning to look Lobengula over
in his stall. He was just being saddled
for breeze around the track. l watch
ed his work, and it disappointed me
badly. He came in from a three-quar-
ter gallop putting like a mixed ale pug
Hist, and his wind looked pretty bad
TO G.e.
Don't pay any attention to that.
said his handler to me- He'll win, any
how. That's an old gag of Lobengula's s,
TO spout like Il quarterhorse after run
ming a block. His wind is as sound as
a board-hide's bellows. Put a few dol
lars on him, or you'll be throwing rocks
at yourself when he buck-jumps in all
alone
Il didn't say anything, but went off
into Il corner and thought Now
thought is no part OF bunch. \ hunch
is a thing that's way above and be-
You'd mere thought But l chiselled
myself out Of my hunch on Lobengula
by the line of thinks 1 put through my
head after seeing him at his work.
Said / 10 myself: i guess l ought
TO know as much about d racehorse as
this pal Of mine who's handling Lohen-
Euia. and l don't need any autopsy to
see that the poor old skates pipes are
in bad shape. He's been overdone, and
he's not fit. III just pass this bunch up
and keep of a dead one
That's how l fiunked. Lobengula
WAS the rank outsider in the race at
100 TO l. 1 patted myself on the back
in all languag es when | saw this figure
Foxy Willy said l to myself, he
knows what's what and when's when
Just for the purpose, however. of
mol giving the complete cold shoulder
10 a long-standing bunch, whether
busted or not, l put one large silver
dollar on LObengula to win. and got
the merry eye from the boollie who
took the bet. With the exception of
that dollar. l staid off the race, not
fancying any of the short priced ones
If l remember rightly. Song and Dance
and Patrician We're both in at equal
odds.
AN EASY THING FOR LOBENGULA.
"Lobengula got off running. and there
was nothing 10 it. He was never head
ed and won galloping. 1 was too much
Disguised with myself for utterance
When l went around to collect my 500
"a hundred, when, if I'd had the nerve
or sense of a jellyfish, ! could easily
have pulled down S2O,000-the bookie
made me still hotter by asking me with
grin why ! hadn't pressed it.
There's an ordinary, everyday
black man lined up for his dust across
the way who took s. worth Of Loben-
gula in SOl's book he said, pointing to
a, line of place and third collectors
forming back Of payer-off on the
other side of the ring.
Il glanced over there. The front man
in the line was the inky black chap,
lobengula's relative, who had been
pointed out to me the night before
There was joy all over his face. He
had staid with 4 bunch probably de-
Neioped out of the crassest ignorance
OF race-horses, and the sight Of him
enraged me so that l could have heaved
something at him. When Lobengula' S
trainer walked up to me with Il leer as
l stood stupefied in the paddock l told
him 20 keep away or ia punch his
head. That certainly was hard money
to lose"
q see they had to end poor old Red
skins days down in New Orleans the
other day by boring some holes in
him." said another turfman in the
party The poor old bug got tumbled
about so in his last race that he had
to be destroyed. ] don't know why |
should mention the old skates name in
a regretful tone, though, for he surely
did mt If all over me MANY times dur