The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-09-21

bills that he had won by working the
scheme, and he was buyin' bucketfuls
of wine while he was explaining the
dodge to me.
"'Wel, hurry up and spiel out your
scheme I said, for I was beginning
to get excited and was afraid we might
not get at the thing fast enough.
The Tipster's Scheme.
It's dead easy one answered
the tipster, and 1t won't take me very
long to explain things. Now, the
thing Is this. They send in the re-
suits of the races at Hawthorne by
telephone, and fellow has got to walk
quarter of a mile from the racetrack
to reach the nearest phone. This fell
low is employed by the down town
poolrooms-you know what I mean
the guys that run handbooks.
"'Well, when this fellow phones
that the horses have started the hand
book men close up the race, and won't
take any more bets on it. That's
where the easy part of the game comes
in for us. While the telephone is a
long distance from the track, there
is telegraph Office a heap nearer.
For the life of me I can't understand
why these handbook fellows have never
had the starts of the race telegraphed
instead of telephoned, but it's fact
that they haven't.
Now, what does this wise bartend-
er do? He gets onto the fact that the
telegraph can be worked quicker than
the telephone out at the track, and so
he first gets a confederate. This con-
federate is stationed down town in a
hotel telegraph office, which is near a
handbook joint on State street
" AS soon as the first race is lun the
bartender rushes out to the telegraph
office and sends a message to the con-
federate, telling him just what horses
come in first, second and third. Then
the confederate runs to the poolroom
and puts up his money on the winner
to win, the place horse to come IN Sec
ond and the third horse to show
We'll, it really was a shame to rob
those handbook people that way. And,
besides, the bartender told me they
were friends of his. What do you think
of that for turning friend DOWN.
On the six races at Hawthorne that
day the bartender and his pal cleared
5000 apiece. Then the bartender gets
drunk and comes and tells me all about
1T. Why, it's the chance of your life to
come into this game with me-
L could tell from the way this tipster
was talking that he was in dead earn
est all right, and besides I couldn't
figure out where I STOOD the slightest
ghost of show to lose my money. So
1 told him I would go into the scheme
and begin that very afternoon.
We can only work this for one day.
l said, and so we might as we'll make
big killing. I'll go out to the track
and telegraph in the races, and you
can play Them Then I gave him $500,
telling him to lay on every cent that
the handbook men would take.
All right. What happens? I GOV
out to the track and the horse that
wins the first race is to / shot. I
was so nervous over it that 1 almost
broke my neck getting to the telegraph
office. While l was running out of the
racing grounds copper took me for
a thief and held me about a minute
until he satisfied himself that I was
all right. That broke me all up, but I
managed to get to the telegraph office
within few minutes after the race
had been run, and then I sent a mes
sage to the tipster. The message was
somewhat guarded, for we were afraid
the telegraph man might balk, It was
something like this:
Silurian is a first time wonder and
have a second-spot for Gaheris, while
Grandon is third choice
"Of course / was trying to make 1t
appear like an innocent message, SiIu-
rian had won the race at 2 to /; Ga
heris was second at rs to 1, and Gran
don was third at some price 1 can't
remember. Anyhow, I figured it out
that If my tipster played $500 on Silu-
rlan, 5000 on Gaheris, and $500 on