The sun., 1903-11-08
XATOMAN'S MOST
w MAYNARD MOOD.
1t Is Exhibited, a Trainer Thinks,
After the Defeat of Race
horse She Owns.

trainer of thoroughbreds. i've framed
runners for more than dozen women
owners, and that's the reason why eS-
pect to cash in about ten years earlier than
my predestnod minute.
"The average woman owners idea OF
q racehorsc is one that will win every tim"
he goes to the post. Down in the hearts
of them. all of the women owners that
ever trained for believed that ] ought
to be driving meat wagon instead OF
four due hing around trying to train race
horses and I've yet t. meet the trainer
who hasn't gained the like mental en-
comiums from the women owners for whom
hos worked
Il once took horse to train for st.
Louis woman She ran a hotel IN st. Loo.
The former owner of the horse had bor-
rowed some money Of her. He went broke.
and shot himself That's the way she
get the horse.
He was pretty good overnight handi-
cap horse. ard had won some stakes down
the Southern line. But he was slow
horse to come to hand, and when l got
him, at the beginning OF th' ST. Louis rae
ing season, he was gIosa, unworked and
unfit not within week, of race.
But she insisted upon my tossing the
horsc into a race after only week s prepa-
ration. He ran ike fire dog for all OF
an eighth of mile. ard then shut up like
Il folding bed.
AT her peremptory order, | sent the
horse out three more times inside OF
week The horse finished last each time.
Then she consented to my putting him
through bruising preparation before
starting him again.
Even then, at the end Of a month, be-
ing strictly an autumn horse, he wasn't
anywhere near his edge, but, to satisfy
her, l started him again, He ran fair
second, beaten by a horse that he could
run bow knots around when he was cherry
ripe. Three days later she insisted upon
my running him onoe more, and again
he finished second to the same horse.
I'D like to own that horse that has
beaten my horse twice, the woman owner
said to me then. not without heap OF
petulance. I wish you'd ask that horses
owner if he'll trade with me-.
Il refused to do that,
Your horse l told her, lis a 5000
horse, with stake streaks in him, and that
horse that you want because he has beaten
your horse twice is an $500 selling platter.
The ne xt time they meet, if you give your
horse little time, he'll make that skate
that's beaten him twice In a row look like
barnyard hen
"She exhibited her confidence in my
Judgment by seeing the owner Of the other
horse herself about half an hour later, and
making the trade with him. The owner
OF the other horse jumped at the offer-he
astsrward told me that he d have given her
couple Of thousand to boot if she had
asked him.
Then she told me about the deal. and
said that the skate for which she had traded
her good one would be sent over to my
| barn presently. told her that / thought
not and we arrived AZ the two-fingered
pike post right there. She had to get an
| other trainer.
1.-TWO days later the two horses met again
| The nice horse that had dubbed into con-
| ditior, onlv to sec her trade him for a
/ ground hog, beat her trade by the length OF
| an iron -ore freight train, and then he won
eight straight races, carrying up to 1874
| pounds, and going from seven-eights to a
| mile and a half. And ever since then, that
| st. Loo woman has been losing sleep
| u-hating me.
"Seven years ago, at Latonia, a woman
| who owned man-catcr sent him over to
nv she'd TO be fixed up for a race. This
horse could run lot but he was a sorehead
and dangerous. He liked to bite of human
| arms.
J "The woman had come into possession of
, the horse accidentally, and she didn't know
any more about racehorses than do about
the fourth dimension. One thing she did
| know, however, and that was that on the
day the horse was to be sent to the post
! for the first time in her colors he was to have
, strips of cherry and white ribbon-the
| woman owners colors-twined in his name
and spit lock.
Il told her that this would be bad Job
that the morse was such flesh eater that
he had to be even brdlcd by strategy on
the part of his coon handler.
Better be content with the Jockey s
display of your colors,' ] told her. The
horse has got a standing Crouch against
himself and the world, and that kind of a
horse doesn't stand to have his front bangs
| and name fooled with
But nope. She wanted the cherry and
white ribbons i'll his spit curl and neck
! hemp, and that was all there was about
!, SO, there. She had had a cherry and
white dress made, with knots OF those rib
bons ornamentng it, and the man-eater
match her ribbons.
"D'yc know that we had to hoist that
savage old guawer in a sling and almost
chok" him 10 death with timber hit tches
before th" coon boy succeeded in weaving
those triiling ribbons la among his bangs
! ard manCstrards? The Job made tho
hors, s. nervous and deviiish that when
We got him, saddl,d, into the paddock. he
was in sea foam lathcr, like a horse that
has had about a quart of the run quick
juice. and the paddock judge eyed me
suspiciously.
dock gate swung open. The crazy man
eater, reused to fury by that silly ribbon
deal. tossed his boy as soon as he got on
the track, ran away four miles, jumped
the iiticld fence, broke a leg, ard had to
he shot right before the eyes of the woman
whose insi-tence upon that ribbon PROPOSE
tion had caused the whole thing.
The stewards suspended me, pending
an investigation on the charge Of havir <
dopcd the horse, and came within one
spot OF being rllcd of the turf for life
Ever since then that woman has been telling
every horseman she's met that "A great
piano mover was lost to the world when
decided to go into the horse training
business.
"One day horse that was training in
Chicago for a woman took it into his conk
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