The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1899-06-25
THE TOUTS DID GET HIM.
BUsYDAT'S VAIN ATTEMPT TO save
A FRIEND At THE RACES
Tho Friend Was from the Country and
Knew Nothing About Horse Racing, at
which Busyday Was an Old Timsr-They

Got Separated, ThOuRh-buIE OF n Wan
with Red Hair and Shifty Eyes.
"Touts." said Busyday. oracularly. to his
companion on n train bound for tho Bay on
Suburban day. ARE the derned nuisances OF
the racing game You want to watch out for
them. II by chance you should get separated
from me in the crowd. don't you let any OF tho
sharp-eyed, soft-volced ducks talk you into
playing this or that one. Just you stick to
those selections / wrote out for you on that
piece OF paper. They're the logical winners.
friend OF mine. whose brother is bookmaker.
handicapped 'em for me. and I'm going to play
every ono Of em myself. That's the only way
to win; stick to your selections. and don't let
yourself be touted The man who listens to
touts smokes pipe. Understand 2"
"Uh huh.' replied Busyday's friend, who WIS
| from Busyday's native town out West. He had
never seen horse race in his life. whereas
Busyday was an old-timer and learned at the
game. having seen three Handicaps and two
Suburbans run.
They make kind OF lukewarm effort to
keep the touts Off the tracks, won't on Busy
day. disparagingly: but the touts are too
smooth for 'em, and they're always around.
looking for good things like you. old man. All
you've got to do is Just to nout EN- from the
jump. as soon as they edge up to you. and
| they'll shoo-hy instantly. rather than take
chances on being spotted by the Pnkerton peo-
pie. Tell 'em to go to the devil. that's all"
"Uh huh" answered Busyday's friend and
| guest. once more.
1t came to pass that Busydav and his visiting
| townsman were separated before they had got
| of the train Their car was janmcd and in
the confusion OF getting Off they made their
| exits from different doors. Busyday frauti-
cally yelled out his friends name as soon as he
| found himself alone on the platform, but OF
course he got no reply. His friend was en-
quilted in the crowd.
Il spose ought to have hold hold of his
hand. like a fellow does when he takes his sis
ter's kids out for q walk" he reflected. This
| Is blasted mean luck from the go-oif Tho
touts II get hold OF him now sure as shootin'
and they'll strip him. Good thing hos got his
ticket back to the little old slab Of town
where we used to play shiny together"
=, Busyday roameo around the gran1stand and
slates went up for the first race. trying TO catch
SIGHT OF his friend ;,,l Iqt it was no USE His
sudden swirling and eddying in the betting
ring told him that the prices were up for the
,hiI III have to pass The old boy NJ until get
Handicapped had given him the evening be ore.
LET Let's see what one Of EN- have got 70 win
doesn't sound as Il horse with Il name like
that could run much. I'd rather, have a horse
money. Spose though. this handicanpng
chap knows what he Is doing. and so II just
How's that 2"
There was a soft. persuasive buzz right in
Dye notice all tho suckers b,reakin,, their
| the words that formed the buzz.
and he found within four inches OF his ear he
hair. a irccklea SIX i'm, and pale blue, shitty eye
Dead one 7" ech9ed Busyday. ne red haired
"Libster." said he OF the paic blue. shiftY
eye looking entirely dtsin,rrHstcd out
sPrpts and ' s rae merry ~? And @oR
at the chancts tn NUTS had to win! Leads
"l s Gas % T so%
the dead Worst gutter on tn grounds"
uhm said BuSEy ~; st52knG MS chin Hnd
II got tn baby" buz4ed tho frecklo-taccd.
For pipe peE said the ssiity,cye one. Say.
is that SOP" inquired Busyhay. Just for the
S"kS on said the aged youth
with the shifty eye, II light out fer tn tracks
Tard g." at rsh b Know %hSro III
dough is I seen tthis baby that I'm ts!!jin' YOU
o6e4 no hG nn hs ain Il mnr FIAT h
here's lid an you can eat it, whcreqron
sysd to Byaa his 'oSen straw
What's the name Of this wonder 2" inquired
BTr'gyday tTyinT to w",k nr snpGri3r smi!r
within quarter OF an inch OF Busydaye ear.
and s. wnisrerGGt a., v,,,v
Oh. well, then, IN waste ten-spot on Stu
art" said Busyday, trying TO sayit Innguidly.
anybody else. Then he plunge INTO the vor-
tex around % one of the h9"kmnkCrs GGyasi
down over his eyes, and his ribs treated t" an
| all hands elbow massage. and finally succeed
ed in passing up his ten-dollar bill on stuart
Stuart. thirty-hve to ten" droned tho book
| maker to the sheetwritcr, and then Busyday
s2ond himself beaten to the outskirts OF the
You on p he heard in his ear, and turning,
| he saw the freck faced one smiling up at him.
"Ktad9 ,!iEsl Stuart myself WIEN saw lin
Then Busyday stored for the lawn to see tho
hn,sh oil re race ne Vas trying to get some
programme so as to be able to distinguish his
n n9rs" as they raced b under the wire o wH%n
ElaasTFSSs sy 70 ,. ni ~ eyes mumbled;
There was a big shout all around
mar, cooly shall curl np She seems t" be b;
stuart GG ms wsk and f%e s
man man put down his gasses as the horses gal
Stuart came in all alone, and Peaceful was
back in the ruck
II had my, suspicious about that stuart, horse
ncy"r seen the horses name unttl the evening
before. Don't know why. hut | kind O. liked
him. Probably because the Stuurts were u
pretty swift bunch" and he chuckcd to him
self over his humor as he made his way to the
bookmakers line to cash.
"SOmethin' easy-lkH ilndin' it, hey 2" he
heard bu2zcd into his ear rs soon as he put his
foot into the betting ring. and there was the
old-iaced young man. grinning complaisantly
up at him.
Busyday handed to tho shifty-eyed one. who
stuck to him right Mp, to the paying-oif line,
6uzzing Iear ne ~ all the TING about tho race
"Th' next" said the red-hared wiscacre OF
the ral when Busyday had fought himself
away from the cashing crowd, is what YOU
might call onc-hoss race. one-hoss race.
right"
ing at his piece Of paper with the selections On
IT,; Lamhept was bis handicarpors seduction.
The freckle- faced screwed the whole left side
OF his face up into on" prodigious wink.
Not The cage said he "Iry tho nG,Xt.
freekled hand over his face, a. i to hide his con-
| We'll, 1.amhent figures to win. doesn't shc?"
asked Busyday weakly
| who Iambent?" and the shrty-eyed
smiled some more, I'm goin, t match her in