The sun., 1903-04-26

And here you are at the racetrsck
10 slough Oh your two thousand, heyf' ]
said 70 him, bit harshly. for his game
looked foolish. -
I've got a good thing he said TO me,
so weakly. and looking 20 internally :illy,
that I had to turn and walk away 70 kecp
from giving him roast
The fret race on the caro- va nuruie
won by snout, but he palpAbly interfered
| with the second horse, old Tankard.. o 30
TO / shot, and Tankard's rider hot-footed
up the stops OF the judges STANG to claim
a foul g.
.The judges were still delibe.ating over
their decision, when l spied the Harlem
cigar man. pretty gray around the gils.
standing on the lawn. He Was watching
every movement OF the judges' hps.
We'll. how much Of your store money
did you shed on this racer asked MIN,
he looked at me and tried to say some
/ thing. but he couldn't get out word. he
was as ashy-lookng man as ever saw:
| perceived that he was on kite for some
reason or other. and didn't say anything
.The hurdle jocks suddenly descended
ber was taken down and Tanksrdfs put on
top. The cigar mans knees suddenly gave
way under him, and he sat down on the
grass.
A
! Well said ], Il don't like TO give q
man wallop after he has just got one,
hut it serves you good and right. all the
TT isn't that he replied. still in that
suffering whisper. 1t r,akes a big differ
| ence to me the other way. / win 5000 to
the race. put $500 straight on Tankard
at 30 tol.
to help. him to his feet, and his hands were
as cold as ice. He had to lean heavily
against me when he went down the cash.
| iers' line to collect his winnings. and ] had
to all but hold him up "a ! escorted him to
the gate and put him in cab TO send him
Il told him that I'd lock him up a. q pick
pocket II he played another race that day.
but he didn't need the warning. He had
had enough. The blood in his veins, was
like ice water and he was shaking Iiko a
man with the palsy.
-He hasn't seen a race since. That man
had been a steady loser on the pony game
for years. and he was as good q loser -
kind OF bad racing luck that kept him out
Of the cashing line. But the big winning OF
his life came near freezing him to death
on balmy afternoon.
Most women who are. not regulars at
the game simply sulk and pout when they
lose their bets, but the very ones who do
this are the most inclined TO become hys-
terical when they win. They bubble over
so with happiness that they suddenly lose
the clutch on themselves.
THE funniest case OF this sort ever saw
happened on the old st. Louis Fair Grounds
| track years ago. and the inoidant put
longtime laugh on one Of my pals on the
track. a clever young Irishman. We were
look out for the dips and such like.
-One day he brought his old mother out
10 the track to give her the air. The old
lady was not long over from the County
Wicklow, He picked out a good seat for
A few minutes before the third race he
lodged up to a bookmaker's box and then
he came back and shovel me an $500 90 80
horse that hadn't yet showed his quality.
I'm going to slip this to Ihe little old
mother. he said. Just to give her an inter.
est in the game and he popped up the stand
steps and gave the Irish Pat ticket, TO his
and that she would have $50 in a few
minutes to hide away in the old teapot.
-she shook her head sadly and reproaohed
her boy for throwing away HIS money 90
irish Pa, came home in front q the easiest
.The old lady simply couldn't stand 1t.
She had to do something. Eight hundred
was more money than she had ever, even
Knocked her OF her pins-or onto them. I
should say, for she suddenly climbed up
on her seat. began to chant Rory O'More'
in good Gaelic. elevated her shirts 10 give
herself chance and bfs:SS !;:S t1 e, execute Te, =
The band fell into the spirit Of the thing
and started up tho Rory O'More' accom-
paninent for her and & the white cotton
were still flashing gayly, to the tremendous
joy Of the gang In the stand. when my
mate loped into the stand and calnaed the
old lady out Of her ecs.asy. I've seen man
without showing one hundTed.thousahdth
part Of the delight on their faces that that
happy hearted old Wicklow woman did
when her son cashed her Irish Pat ticket
and handed her the money.
saw was a conductor on the Michigan
Central Railroad. He had an afternoon
, on In Detroit one dav, and he took 800
with him over TO the Windsor track TO play
. horse iha. he had heard some men on
SO to In the batting. and he won with the
boy strolSinR his ears.
4The conductor had put his entire 500
down. straight. with ono bookmaker. :
in launching the figures on things that he
WALTON sent the bookie TO tho map.
.'Chum. he said to the conductor when
tn' ThiltO6u tfhhl XVI dtcUH w Cdoil, uCtV
your five thousand and the hundred kicker.
II puts me on the brake-beam-you long
shootiss. have been man Handling me q
lo, lately. and I'm all in. Do you want
the Ave thousand one hundred. now. in
your mitt--it's ready for you--or. do you
want to 60 into the bookmaking business
with me, share and share alike. with the
| fvr thousand ono hundred as the bank
rolll'
Now, It certainly seemed as II q man
, who would make a proposition bke that Ia
a man who had broke him had his torn
along with him. and suppoce that nineteen
men out OF twenty would have grinned at
such a suggestion especially man In the
station Of railroad conductor, who had
TO work hard for bis. But this conductor
was the twentieth man.
al don't know you. pal he kaid 70 the
Rookie whose elat was turned, but pre-
sumo you're on the levelf'
Ask any Of EN- In the ring II ! ever
welched for a collar button, suavely re-
piled the booknaker. waving his hand
comprehensively In the direction OF the
other stools.
.'No, I won't said the conductor. Put
your prices up on the next race.
The bookmaker cleaned up eS2 900 on
the balance of the Windsor meeting, which
made cut Of $4,000 for the conductor
who had a good eye for men and had
experienced the bunch to take chance.