Omaha daily bee., 1902-08-03

what It used to belts on the square now
and we want the public to understand that"
What does the boy say?" asked Porter;
you've had him up7'
HE says the mare was helped; that she
ran like a drunken man-swayed all over
the course and he couldn't pull her together
at ALL"
docs he mean she was doped2'
you've guessed it," answered the
steward. loconically.
That's nonsense, sir and he knows 1t.
Why, the little mare is as sweet as a lamb
and as game a beast as ever looked through
a bride. Somebody got at the boy. I
can prove by Dixon that Lucretia never
had a grain Of cocaine in her life-never
even a bracer of whiskey-she doesn't need
1t; snd as for the race, 1 hadn't a cent on
Lausanne"
But your son"
HE had a small bet, but 1 didn't know
that, even, until they were running"
Did you tell him not to back Lucretia.
for he did L~auzanne?"
81 told him not to bet at ALL"
"And you played the mare yourself?'
For answer. Porter showed the steward
his race program. on which was written
the wager he had made on Lucretia and
the bookmas er's name.
ASK Ullmer to bring his betting sheet,
the steward said to an assistant.
On the sheet, opposite John Porter's
badge number was a bet, $40, 900 to $4,000,
in the Lucretia column.
did this gentleman make that bet with
your" the steward asked OF Ullmer.
He carries the number; besides l know
Mr.. PorterI remember laying 1t to him"
Thank you that will do. Hit you
pretty hard" he said. turning to Porter.
And you hadn't a saver on Lauzanne1"
Not a dollar"
What about your buying him-is there
anything in that story?"
Porter explained the purchase. The
steward nodded his head.
They seem to have been pretty sure Of
winning, these other people" he COM
mented, but we ant do anything to them
for winning, nor about selling you the
horse l fear, and as far as you're con-
cerned Lucretia was supposed to be trying.
Who gave your Jockey orders?"
Dixon. l don't interfere; he trains the
horses"
WED like to have Dixon up here again
for a minute l am sorry we've had to
trouble you. Mr.. Porter; 1 can see there
is not the slightest suspicion attaches to
you"
In answer to the stewards query about
the orders to Mckay, Dixon said: II told
Mckay the boss had a big bet down and
to make no mistake-no grandstand finish
for me. / told him to get to the front as
soon as he could and stay there and win
by as far as he liked. l got the ONCE that
there'd be somethin' dom In the race an
l told him to get out by himself
After Dixon was dismissed the stewards
consulted for a minute. with the result
that Mckay was suspended for the balance
Of the meeting, pending a further inVesti-
cation into his methods.
During the earpeting Of Porter and
Dixon a sea Of upturned faces, furrowed
by lines Of anxious interest. like those Of
athletes competing for a prize, had sur
rounded the judges box. Wave on wave
the living waters reached back over the
grassed lawn to the betting ring. Tense
with excitement, the indehnRble feeling
that something was wrong had erept into
the minds Of the waiting people.
AS the horses had flashed past the post
and after a brief wait for decision Lau-
zanne's number had gone up his hackers
had FASTENED eagerly 70 the money mart
and lined up in waiting rows behind the
b~ookmaker's stands. There they waited,
fighting their impatient souls IN submits
sion, for the brief wait would end in the
acquiring Of gold.
Why did not the stentorian- voiced erier
send through the ring the joyful cry OF
"Al right" The minutes went BY and the
delay became an age. A whisper vibrated
the tn 7ong, as a breeze stirs slender
branches, that the winner had been dis
oualihed-that there had been an objec-
tion.
First one dropped out Of line, then an
other, one by one, until all stood an army
Of expectant spectators waiting for the
verdict that had it's birthplace up in that
tiny square building. the stewards stand.
"Its over the pulling Of LuerstiA." Al