The Portland daily press., 1900-10-25

of his finest horses entered in a valuable
long-uistance event, and Baldwin was
particularly anxious to win this race, not
so much for the purse end OF it as for TIE
glory of capturing the stake. His horse
just about figured to win, too, and Bald
win intended to go down the line on
the animals chances, not only at The
track, but at all OF the big poolrooms in
the country. He stood to clean up con-
siderably more than 500, 900 on thu horse
if the brute got under the wire trst
Baldwin's regular stable jockey was tax
en- sick on the n corning OF the race and
the old man had to hustle around for
another boy to ride his horse in the big
event, From another horseman he
bought, for big round sum, the release
OF high-grade rider, who was TO have
taken the mount on a thoroughbred that
d1dn' figure to get near the money in
the stake race. Baldwin gave the jockey
his Instructions as to the way he wanted
the horse ridden, and then, when the bet
ing opened, his commissioners dumped
Baldwin s money into the ring in such
quantities that the horse became an over
Whelmlng ravorite.
"a quarter OF an hour before the horses
were due to go to the post a we'll kno wn
bookmaker to whom Baldwin had often
exhibited kindness in less prosperous
daysran to where the old man was stand
ing, chewing a straw, in his barn.
6 Baldwin,, said the the old man,
there's job to beat you, and you re
going to get beat. They wanted me to
go in with 'em but you've always bee n
on the level with me and I wouldn' It
stand for it. The ring has bought up
your jock, and your horse is going to be
.snatched.
" Much obliged for telling me that,
replied the old man I'll Just make a stah
to see that the boy doesn't do any snatch
ing, though
"BaId win borrowed another gun from
one OF his stable hands-in those days he
always carried one Of his own about as
long as your ARMAND with his artillery
he str0lled over the indeld and took up
his stand by the fence, at the turn into
the stretch. He hadn t mentioned to
nybOdy what he was going to do, and
tire folks who saw the old man making
for the stretch turn simply thought that
Bsl Twin wanted to watch the race from
that point OF view Hs did, for that
matter, but he happened to have another
end IN view.
''NeIl the horses got away from the
post in an even bunch, and then Bald
s.
ming. The Jockeys idea was to race the
horse S head oil, and then pull him in the
stretch, making 1t appear as If the animal
had tired Baldwin had Instructed the
jocKy to play waiting game, and make
his bid toward the finish The horse
simply outelasse1 his company, however
and he didn't sshow any indications of
leg -Weariness whatever as he rounded
the back stretch on the rail, a couple of
lengths in front OF his field. Baldwin
could see, however, that the crooked jock
ey was saving the hOrse's head of in his
effort to take him back to the ruck.
When the horses were still hundred feet
from him, Baldwin let out yell to at
tract his Jockeys attention, and then
he flashed his two guns in the sunlight
ana baWled at the jock:
''LeggO that horse head, you monkey
devil, and go on and Wtn-or I'll shoot
you so full Of holes that you won't hold
molassesl'
''Ths jock gave one look at those two
guns that Baldwin was pointing straight
at him. Then he gave BaldWin's s horse
his head, sat down to ride for all that
was In him, and the horse under him
cantered in ten lengths TO the good on the
bit. As l0ng as Lucky Baldwin was on
the Eastern turf after that, no jockey
ever tried to Yank one of his hnrsasI