Evening journal., 1903-10-20

They'll ring EN- as long as they race
EN- satdonically remarked a. veteran
trainer Of thcroughbreds in comment.
ing upon the stories about The Fiddlers
race at Norris Park o. week ago. Just
as long us racehorses are bred that look
alike and have similar gaits. just so
long will the sure-spikers with the
know-how De making the bookmakers
hleat over these ringer killings.
These smarties who think they
know the cut of the jib and the texture
OF the hide OF every horse IN training
in the country are never by any chance
the people to nail the ringers. They
never land on the right ones.
"A year ago last summer, when Cap
tain CASTOR won at Sheepshead Bay
with such q foolishness as 200 to
painted about his chance on an OF the
boolSies' slates-and their chalk set
them back a little smudge Of S25OO00
or so that time-a crafty cotcrie OF
these deep ones made three jumps of Il
TO set under the spot light and then
delivered themselves OF the much up
stage opinion that Captain Castor was
a finger. But he wasn't. He was the
Captain, all correct
Expecting that some such crack
would be made about the horse II the
great thing went through his people
had about a drayload OF parchments
oil ready, giving a tabulation Of every
bran mash and bucket OF water that
captain CASTOR had taken since n year.
ling. ard containing about forty-seven
dttcrent Bertillons OF him as set down
by the most reputable veterinarians OF
the West. The stewards took Just one
glance az the first few pages on the top
Of that heap. and then they knew that
Captan CASTOR was himself and not
another one.
And that's the way the foxy ones
with an eye out for ringers generally
pick them. There may have been an
actual ringer winner ON the very day
OF the Captain CASTOR shoat sticking
for all they found out
Good Old Days at Iron Hill.
'rhe old outlaw tracks IN Maryland
were the great training grounds for the
ringer operators. It was sleety wealth.
er on the Chesapeake when they didn't
pull few ringers a week through on
those old loop-the-loops.
Mural decorators out o. work fell |
into the habit when Iron HIN and the |
rest OF the Maryland outlaws were |
a-running OF dropping down there to |
get swell wages frescoing ringers. They /
slid every old thing except goat over
the plate in ringer form down there, |
and they'd have tried the goats. too |
IL the billies "a have stood still long
enough TO have their horns sawed of. |
The stewards had an accommodating
manner of looking the other way to see
how the evening was holding up when
the mavericks, painted up impression
UN flHI. N.aa .
creased under the wire, and the ringer
people found It Just like wheeling
e. sran'ma ont OF the marshmallcw
money
Il remember once when a bunnod-up
owner OF a ringer that was just edging
along to the wire at Iron Hill about
40 lengths IN the lead lost track of his
ringers name in his rummy and other
enthusiasm. He stood right below the
judges stand, swayng like a Colorado
aspen I'm half gale of wind. and root
ing his money home.
Come on, you spawned old ring
boner OF plum-d dun horse!" he bawl-
ed, inadvertently using the real name
OF the ringer. a horse as well-known
at the time on the legitimate tracks of
the East as the valves OF Jack Adler.
the calliope OF the betting ring, are
known TO racegoers now.
"The horse was running under the
name of Jim b.. or something like
that. and Jim B. sounded as much like
the ringers real name as mine does
like Montmorency We're de Nere's II
was a faux pas, 80 TO speak. on the
part OF the ringer worker. and one OF
the stewards in the judges stand could
not help but notice Il.
Jack called the steward softly,
TO the stiil shouting ringer man, "Oh
Jacki'
Huh?' inquired the owner Of the
horse that was winning under the alias