The sun., 1903-11-08

great race at Is to I, the bookies chalked
up even money against him. Before the
race the woman owner asked her new
trainer if she had better bet. She was the
first woman he had ever trained for, and
30 he WASH t so very wise.
Z" Go as far as you like and can, he told
her Your gayly caparisoned palfrey will
win chalnping his btkovtch
But the horse ran like q stranded Chesa-
peake fiddler crab at shell shedding time.
and was beaten the difference between
Central and mountain time. The woman
had put s. 900 on him at even money.
Her ennui over the unwise trainers
poor Elijah work was so intense that she
cut his face up with buggy whip until it
looked like the top Of ca an old fashioned ;cI1 d
having purposely given her the two-.X.
was glad then that had got from under
in time.
"And am reminded of grandstand ex-
perionce that woman owner for whom /
worked for very little while once put me
through In Detroit. The horse che turned
over to mo to train had been dope horse
for n couple of years, but even that mean
treatment hadn't knocked out of him all of
the good that he possessed.
II resolved To fix him UP so that he could
win races without the use Of the ante-post
dope-not an easy tning to do with an old
horse that has become used to the needle
or the hurry-up medicine-and when ! had
got him to what ! thought was that edge /
put him in Detroit race Before the race
the woman owner came to me and said that,
of course. was going to dope the old plug.
she knew that all of his races for the pleced-
ing two years had been dope races.
u told her that ] was not She became
somewhat het up. and told me that was to
follow orders. When the argument had
got pretty warm ! told her that the horse
was going to run without tho dope, and that
lie was going to win. That Gained her
down bit, although she looked sc,ptical
still
AN the same, she sent into the ring and
took $500 worth Of the straight 20 to that
was on tap against the horse. The book
makers knew that l wouldn't dope a horse
and that it was certain that this old horse
couldn't run without the dope, hersce the
long price.
Il watched the race from the grand stard,
seated alongside the woman owner The
old skate was virtually left at the post
but he gradually made up the lost ground
worked his way through the bunch to the
first division, corralled the lee der at the
eighth pole. and won on the. wire by a
whisker. And, dancing frenziedly up and
down alongside OF me in the gra nd stand
from the beginning of the race to the finish
here's the kind Of laughing stock that
woman owner made of mo
There they go-whut horse is that
that s nearly left ?--why, it e mine-no run
in him-not part icle-forty lengths out
OF it-serves me right for having a fathead d
for a trainer-trainer; huh! hod carrcr-
just look at him strecling after the field
like an old goat-these trainers with their
top-lofty ideas about things always did
make me sick-now he's going up somo
but he'll never get to the frontif he'd
been sent to the post as | wanted him he d
have walked in-tEe idea of horse trainer
pretending to he so mighty goody- goodv
any way-sakes alive, look AT the old poke
going up-why. he's third now-I decl ~
if he isn't going after the two leaders-he's
got one of them-if he only l0sts-fol
mercy's sake. is it going to he dead hea,
no, no, We winch, you grand old thing
you'll win $4,000
And here size grabbed me by the lapels OF
my coat and yanked me out of my seat
to my feet and ratified me around until
my teeth ached:, III buy the handsomest
watch in the city Of Detroit and I'm a
sea cooks seventh son II the old beldaule
--she looked to be ia and wore era zy
bonnet with funny noddipg poppies