The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-09-29
an he all jes' nachully got tub

so, an he all jes' nachully got tub
win
"The gelding's former owner was
still holding his sides with laughter
when the black sport went into the
ring to take 80 to 1 in 500 bets wher-
ever he could find the price. Some of
the bookies were so tickled over the
darky's faith that the gift gelding
could negotiate mile and a sixteenth
in good company that they slapped so
to ! right before the black sports eyes
and he took them every time for $40
lots. When he got through his circuit
of the ring he stood to win for him
self and for the trainer into whose
hands he had given the gelding and in
whose colors the animal was TO run
an amount that was only a fraction shy
of the fifth figure.
L was standing on the lawn along
side the gelding's previous owner when
| that amazing race was run. He himself
| had horse in that race, the faVorite,
upon which he had bet heavily. There
was midget of a black jockey On the
gelding's back. Tho jockey had been
exercising the animal for the few days
since the horse had passed into the
black sports possession, and there was
Thorough understanding between the
gift horse and his rider.
Whether it was that or not doesn't
| figure. What does cut in is the fact
that the gelding beat the flag at the
first break, and he had clean two
lengths the best of it on the rail when
the field swept by the stand on the way
to the first turn.
Look at that pizen gopheri ex-
| claimed the gelding's previous owner
as the cast-off swept around the first
turn four lengths to the good of his
own horse, the favorite. Look at that
do f1it 4 fIfr,I
er that's been maxim my HAIR fall out
| for two years now!
Runs low to the ground like a race
| horse, don't he? Ten lengths ahead Of
my horse now, amt he? Gaining right
along, too Ell? You'd think he was u
cayuse drilling from a. prairie fire.
wouldn't you? There he goes around
the far turn, fifteen lengths to the
| good, don't he. Now watch the son of a
sea-cook chuck it like hod-carrier
knocking off work with the whistle!
| Watch him curl up like piece of ISM
| glass! Watch him blow up like a red,
| white and blue toy ballooni Waftll he
| pins his gosh blamed ears forward like
| jack rabbit and stops to a STROLL
"'Yessuh,' said the black sport, the
! gelding's owner, just behind us, jes'
watch dat mule! Come on heah, yo'
| polk chop! and the black sport began
| to do an involuntary buck dance on the
| lawn as the gelding swept grandly into
| the stretch with nary the first bloom
| ing sign of stopping. Keep yo' OF laigs
uh-mavin, yo' hambone! Sit fo'wud
on dat boss, yo' nigguh, or ah'll wahm
| yo' up! Heah come de goose m green's
| in de bilin' pot! Now yo' kin pick he
all up in yo' lap, boy, an stroke he all
| haid!'
'gThen the black sport Just stood on his
head on the lawn without taking his hat
/ off as the gelding only cantered onto the
wire and crossed the finishing line five
! lengths to the good.
''The eXcitable previous owner had
| queer way of expressing his feelings He
| stood like an ossifed man watching the
| finish. Then he reached both hands into
his upper vest pockets and pulled out
| of them about dozen cigars. He ground
| the cigars to powder In his palms, and
| then he threw the powdered cigars up into
| the air with the simple remark, uttered
| in a growl between his teeth, Here's to
| the ashes Of a sucker!
1.-THE gift gelding won four more rat
| Ting good races for the black sport on tho
| St Louis track during that season, and
| then the darby sold him for $1,000 to
| Western small owner, who is still picking
| up a purse and bet with him occasion
ally"