Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1900-09-13
STRAIGHT TIPS ON RACES.
The Unfortunate Recipient OF Them
Tells why He II Not Hanker-
Ing After Any More.

mo, sir" said New Orleans dentlst
the other day when the conversation
happened to turn on sports, relates the
New Orleans Times-Democrat, mo, sir,
1 wouldn't play racing tip under any
circumstances. I wouldn't play it II
L knew it was copper-bottomed, dou-
ble-riveted cinch and hundred-to-one
shot,"
"But why wouldn't you?" asked
listener. slave you been thrown down
so bad?''
II haven't been thrown down at all"
replied the dentist. "On the contrary,
the only two tips ever had in my life
were both perfectly straight, but
we'll, I'll tell you what happened to me.
Personally, don't care for racing and
never go near the track, but during the
winter season did good deal of work
for horsemen and got we'll acquainted
with several. One day a Louisville man
for whom had put in rather diff
cult filling told me in an off-hand fash
ion to put five or ten dollars on GER
tain horse that was going to run next
day. I thought it over, decided l
would and decided I wouldn't, and final
~ didn't. The horse came in first.
twelve to one. Twas so ashamed of my
self that hadn't the face to tell the
Louisville man the truth, and: when he
asked me how much I had gathered in
I said a hundred and thanked him
warmly. Later on he got broke and
came around to borrow fifty. L
wouldn't ask you,' he said, but you
know I put you next to winning that
hundred What could say? I hand
ed him the money, and have never seen
it since. That was tip No. 1.
"The other tip was given me by a
gambler here in town." continued the
dentist. II yanked out molar that
was setting him crazy, and in burst
of gratitude he swore me to secrecy
and told me to be certain to back a
horse-well, call him Show King, which
comes pretty near to his name-that
was to run that afternoon. couldn't
go out myself that day, but I deter
mined L wouldn't get left twice, so
sent for friend, raked up $40 and told
him to go and make the bet for me.
This friend of mine has bad impede
ment in his speech, and late that after
noon he rushed in with face like fu-
neral. 'K-k-kill met he suffered.
'k-k-k-kill mel why, what's wrong"
I asked, greatly startled. With much
difficulty he managed to tell me that he
had gotten the names mixed and had
bet on King John instead of Snow King.
Snow King was winner, of course, at
twenty to one, and King John was no.
where. My messenger was so heart
broken over his blunder that didn't
have the heart to reproach him, and
when he pulled out $40, mostly in small
silver, and tried to make me take it, I
refused. No, my boy said, you
can't afford to make that good. It's
vexatious, of course, but mistakes viii?
happen, so you keep your money and
say no more about it, That made me
feel so fine and magnanimous that it
sort of reconciled me to my loss, and
my friend was almost fearful in his
thanks.
"About month afterward, as near
as I remember, bookmaker came in
to get set of false teeth, and while
we were waiting for the cast to dry we
got to talking about luck. He said it
was strange how often green outsiders
walk up and call the right horse. why,
not long ago. he said, all the talent
was backing the favorite in one of the
events where it looked like a moral GER
tainty that nothing else could win.
Just before the race was called, up
comes a gawky young fellow to my
box and puts down twenty on an old
skate by the name of Snow King. He
got twenty to one, and might just as
we'll have had one hundred to one.'
Hold on interrupted, beginning to
feel little sick, did you notice any
thing peculiar about that young man 2
Nothing particular said the book
maker, except that he suffered so
bad thought he would never make his
play before the race was over
$50 that's why I'm sore on tips y
added the dentist. 81 got two straight
ones, and I figure it out that lost $50
on the irst-the 500 I didn't win and
the $50 loaned-and $500 on the sec
ond one-the $500 won but didn't get
and the $50 1 was fool enough to tell
my suffering friend to keep. Total
$50. Wouldn't that jar you little?'
Praise the Living.
An ounce of taffy on stick is worth
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