The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-23

| TIE Tune, My DOy, you re a nice, lluy ,
| unsoiled one-thousand William to the
bad for he was taking the long end of
it-Madeline, at 6 to 5. Linda was
| to on.
Dropped Dead From Fright
| 1t was quarter sprint, and the
two mares hooked all the way around.
1t was a beautiful race and either one
of them was winner right on the wire.
Linda, however, tust stuck out her
tongue and won in the last jump. as l
could see from the proper angle at
which L stood-right behind the judges
stand. A lot of betters who had stood
at the wrong angle above the Judge
stand thought Madeleine had pulled
down the stake.
THE young fellow who had passed
over the $1,000 bill on Madeleine was the
first to show up at the front of my line.
He was man over six feet high, his
weight was above 200, and he looked
as if he could wear out punching bag.
[ saw that he was under d misaDcre-
hension-that he hadn't waited for the
number of the winner to be hung out.
'"CIose, eh?' said l.
" 'Devilish close he said.
With P little better ride down the
stretch Madeleine would have got the
money, said l.
You mean Linda said he.
:" No 1 don't / replied. mean
Madeleine
He looked puzzled.
." You haven't been smoking seconds,
have you? he asked, looking at me Gu
riousiy. Madeleine won by a head
Maybe she did from where you
stood, but not on the wire 1 told him.
His face grew white and a vague,
dreamy expression crept into his eyes.
and said ] to myself; There's chap
who looks like the rock of Gibraltar in
a collision, and yet here he is hollering
murder inside of him Ike any hard
loser
LINDA first, Madeleine second,'
shouted the announcer, and the man in
front of me reached over and clutched
my arm until I could feel his finger
nails, his eyes closed, and a second
later 1 had the weight of a dead man
on me. let him down ito the floor of
the ring as gradually as, l could, being
a slight man myself, and then the us
ual medical man came up and 3. pro
nOunced him all out. 1t was announced
next day that this young fellow. who
had been the cashier of a big safe de-
post company, had passed up the game
of life with an 900 shyness in his ac-
counts"
A Sleeper"
Il had an odd experience with a
Sleeper a few years ago, said another
of the bookmakers. 4 was drawing in
out at Washington park in the summer
OF '94. l picked up quite a clientele of
hard betters in Chicago who didn't
know much about the horses Some
of them had all kinds of bull-headed
luck, though, especially one young fell
low who owned a big hat store en-
Dearborn street This chap didn't re-
ally know a race horse from a bucket
of WhiteWash and he was generally
something over three parts tipsy, at
that, and yet he had such an unerring
way of picking EN- on pure bunch that
l got to rubbing on principle every time
he showed up in my line. He socked
it to me for a. good many thousand
dollars in the course of that summer
He played by book alone, for it really
appeared as if | was dead to anything
he played on my sheet. and l don't
think l ever got more than two of his
bets. I don't stand for hoodoos like
this, and so L kept right on, giving him
what he wanted. feeling confident that
I'd get him and his hat store if he
played them with his eyes, shut
throughout the season-for bull-headed
luck don't class with percentage, not
withstanding all the stories about it.
''On the afternoon in July, 1894 when
Sabine pranced out and broke the
worlds record for a mile and three
eighths, doing the distance in 2:1S%,
this young fellow colIared me for 5000
/ had given him to / for $500. / wait
ed for him to turn up for his money
after the race, but he didn't appear. He
didn't make his appearance during the
remainder of the afternoons racing,
and concluded that he had loaded up
and forgot about his bet. l drove by
his hat store on my way back to my
hotel. but the clerks told me that he
hadn't got back from the track 1
looked for him the next afternoon, but
he didn't show I'D.
Turns Tn In San Francisco