The Savannah morning news., 1901-08-14
TIPS FROM THEIR PRISONERS.
DETECTIVES WHO MISSED SURE
THINGS ON TING RACE.

THINGS ON the RACE.
Case of an EmbezxIer Under Arrest
at Cincinnati Who Won His Free
dom-Mistake of His Captor-LEcE
of Men i'm Danger of Going to Pri-
sOn-Hard Luck stones of Fly Cops
Who Thought They Knew 1t All.
From a New York Paper.
A couple of headquarters detectives
arrested the other afternoon a race fol-
lower who was accused of having stolen
quantity of silverware. The sleuths
got the man on the street. He was
willing enough to go along with them
when they told him what he was need
ed for, but he said, a bit plaintively,
that he'd like to have them delay serv-
ing the warrants on him for an hour or
so, inasmuch as he was wise to a bot
tled-up good thing at Brighton Beach
that was going to win walking.
"Old Bill DAILY" said the racing man
under arrest. has got one in to-day
that's pelf from pape. It's Locket.
Locket figures in the dope to finish
about next Decoration Day; but he's
going to cop the cush, all the same,
and he'll be at 20 to 1 or better. I've
got a little packet of greens on me
that I'd like to spraddle around on
Locket in a couple of poolrooms. and
I'd take IL kindly If you two 'ud just
forget about that warrant until 1 get
the money down, anyway"
Yours" remarked the pair of detec-
4 L
that will be about all. Come along"
About an hour after the sleuths had
locked the young man up they were
standing at a ticker in a Broadway
cafe when the tape told them that
Locket had won pretty easily at Brigh-
ton Beach. with 80 to l about his
chances. When they ascertained, as
they did a while later on, that Days
Locket had been played down from 60
to /. the opening price, they We're about
as chagrined a brace of Hawkshaws as
ever turned into Mulberry street.
Il sidestepped similar chance and
chiselled myself out of a tall stack of
the oblong yellow paper six years ago
this summer" remarked an oldtime
headquarters detective, in commenting
upon the story of his two mates who
had declined to take the eloquent tip
of their prisoner. IF I'd ha' yielded
to the oily responsiveness of a boy that
l nabbed on a racetrack back in June,
'95, I'd probably have three or four
roadhouses and stable of pugs in
training by this time. But no. I was
Percy-the whole works on that occa-
sion. with a chest on me as big that
my shirt studs wouldn't hold; but when
it happened and after II was all over
l felt like a Colorado Springs Hunger
adding a codicil to his will.
I'm the summer of "a a young fell
low working as cashier for a wholesale
china and glassware firm pulled off a
neat disappearance. The ponies had
got this boy. When he went away the
firm he worked for he put a flock of
accountants on his books and it didn't
take them more than a day or so TO
spring absentee dollars to the number
of $12, 900. When his firm drifted over
here to Mulberry street to narrate the
little tale the stunt to get him was
pushed over my way because / had
often seen the young fellow at the
tracks. But l couldn't pick up his
trail.
well took a little whiz out beyond
the Alleghanies in May, '95. I dropped
off at Cincinnati on my way from
Memphis to see a few of the bunch l
knew at headquarters, and on the day
| got there l decided to take run over
to Latoria, where the meeting was just
under way, to see if 1 couldn't find
some color of him in or around Cow
ington, KY
1T was all right. He was there I
saw him in the paddock while the horses
post for the second race. He had on
everything fit to wear in the way of
toys and carbons, but he looked hunt
ed. at that. He didn't squeak when
l gave him the shoulder touch, but he
was pale.
For me?' said he. swallowing a
gulp.
" 'Uh-huh,' said I. Just about -
"On of the New York crowd?' said
he. reg q
Yep, said I. Mulberry. We ought
to be able to get the $50 O'Clock ex-
press tonight. You're coming back
without papers. 1 suppose?'
Sure said the boy, but he looked
worried. We were standing in the pad
dock. talking just as If we were going
over the dope sheets, and nobody
around of course was next to the way
the game stood between us.
Just drop over this way a min
Ute said the young fellow. nodding me
away from the bunch standing around
the horses being saddled up. I follow
ed after him. He leaped against a
stanchion supporting the shed, bit the
end off a cigar pretty nervously, stuck
it into his face and chewed ii without
lighting it, and said he:
You're 1t in this, of course. know
that. I'm not screaming. But will you
circulate around the works here with
me for an hour or so-I'll be within
two feet of you all the time-and then
take the ride in with me? Thatll give
me time to collect"
Collect, eh?" said I. 80 you're still
going around with a los temperature