The sun., 1901-02-28
When Beggar Lady Won
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a young Baltlmorean and his wife
celebrated the second anniversary of
their marriage by coming over to
Washington on Monday morning
last to see congress assemble.
and they remained over day for
the purpose of having look at the
Benning racing. Despite Tuesdays
vicious weather, they went out to the
track 1t was the first time the
young man had "seen 'em run" since
his marriage, although before that
solemn event he had been an often
bitten victim of the "horse bug"
Like all men who have sworn off on
fooling with the thoroughbreds, how
ever, he had kept pretty fair Zine"
on the runners by assiduously reading
the results from all of the tracks, so
that when he went to the track on
Tuesday he thought that he had
fair chance of breaking about even
with the layers of oods. His wife had
never seen horse race in her life be-
fore, and when the horses clamped
around through the mud in the first
race she exhibited considerable ex-
citement, despite the cheerless sur
roundings caused by the weather con-
ditions. Her husband. however, did
mt look particularly inspirited when
the number of the winner was hung
up. His face wore sheepish grin, in
fact
why" said his wife, noticing his
chagrined look, didn't the horse that
po,, hot an, xx,;r,
NO" he replied. He was beaten a
head on the wire"
''Well, it looked to me as IL they
both passed by just at the same time"
she said, with rather an aggrieved
air. II don't think it ought to make
any difference if one of them is just
teeny little bit ahead of the other,
do you?'
"Well," he explained, there's got
to be winner, you know, unless the
races dead heat, which this was
MT"
"I don't care one bit," she replied,
"I think that horse that the old
things in the judges stand say came
in second is just as good as the one
they say came in first
"They wouldn't admit that, though,
IL you were to tell them" said the
husband. Funny couldn't pick the
winner in field of only four horses,
isn't it? Well, I'll run down to the
ring and see what the betting is on
| the next"
/ She looked as if she had something
~, pI ha ! laf r.
away.
Jack" she said, in wheet,ling
tone, ''let me bet teeny weeny little
bit, too, won't you? 1t makes it so
much more exciting"
"Jack" looked at her with grin.
You bet, eh?" he said what
dye suppose your mother 'ud say to
me if she found out that let you
! bet? And, say, isn't it enough to
have one hoodoo loser in the family ?
Can't you have just as much fun
roofing for the one bet on?"
"Oh, but it would be SO much nicer
if could bet just teenchy weenchy
little bit on one of the pretty things
that / picked out myself on the pro-
gramme," she answered.
"Oh, that's all imagination, and
you"
"Please," she said, still more wheed-
lingly.
"Oh, well, then, beggar lady, go
ahead" he said, stripping off SIS note
from his roll of bills, and then he
rushed down the stairs to the betting
ring.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked
over the names of the horses for the
second race on her programme.
"Beggar Lady!" she exclaimed, half
aloud, as her eye caught the name of
one of the horses to run. "Why,
that's just what Jack just this min
ute called me! Beggar Lady,"
At that instant one of the grand
stand messengers passed by, with his
list of odds against the horses in his
hand. She stopped him.
"Can Beggar Lady rum real fast?"
she asked him, demurely.
II don't know, ma'am,7 answered
the messenger, smiling. ''The filly's
never run before in a race. This is
her first time out"
swell, if she wins, how much do
get for this?" she said, showing him
the five-dollar bill.
The messenger grinned and glanced
at his list of prices.
"Beggar Lady's one o. the outsiders
ma'am," he said, "she opened at 40 to
/. I'll give you that If she wins you
get back $205."
The little woman paled little,
Goodness gracious-very well, then"
handing him the ive-dollar bill. y
will bet you ON Beggar Lady, then"
The messenger dotted down the bet
and the young woman's initials, i'm
mediately after which another grand
stand messenger rushed up to him and
said something to him in low tone
The messenger who had registered the
betting transaction with the young
woman approached her again. :.
swell, you just were in time ma am
9 he said to her. "That Beggar Lady
r filly has been hammered"
aHammeredi" exclaimed the Eou40