The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-10-24
UNLUCKY TO
CHANGE A BET

ran in the same race Wnlle ago, SS1ie
| a bookmaker, II had to turn my whole
sheet on the race over TO the ring
board of arbitration when the number:
were hung. out showing that both OF
them had got into the money. The SINH
larity in the names of the horses caused
the confusion.
Even before the field went to the
| post my sheet looked like a Chinese
| political manifesto, for about three
| quarters of the betters on the race got
| their bets down on the wrong one and
came romping back to my stool and
| asked me to switch their badge num-
! bers and amounts from Teepee to Tou-
| pee or from Toupee to Teepee.
when I'm on the block I'm never too
busy figuring out my percentage to take
a bet off my sheet, or transfer one,
when I'm civilly requested to. 1t took
me long while to annex that lesson
unto myself. It wasn't until I had a
long line of past performances behind
me to prove it that I got wise to the
peculiar fact that most of the bets
people want to have wiped off are win
ming bets.
that happened when L was down in
Hot Springs one winter few years
ago. One of the plungers down there
at the time was sick in bed and playing
them at the rooms through a commits
sioner.
Zone day he sent his commissioner
over to the Big Store pooIroom to get
81, 900 down on a horse scheduled to go
in a New Orleans race. The commits
sioner became twisted on his way to
the poolroom and got the $4,000 down
on another horse in the same race with
a somewhat similar name, an Stool
shot.
when the commissioner hustled back
to the sickroom of his principal with
the ticket the plunger threw whatever
came handy at the commissioner
head, and ordered him to romp back to
the poolroom proprietor and request him
to rectify the mistake by taking the
81, 600 off the Stool shot and putting
the coin on the other one In the race
that the plunger had doped out to win
1.-The commissioner, in a panic, skated
back to the poolroom and told his lit
tie tale of grief to the poolroom pro-
prietor.. The poolroom man gave the
the gloat.
/" Not on your gold watch and chain
he said fatty. Each and every bet
made beneath this bamboo tree stands
as it's made. What dye think I am,
a moving picture? To the firsl'
But pleaded the hard-luck COM |
missioner, I'll lose my job with his |
nobs if you don't make this switch for |
me-
Never mind the out-in-the-snow |
music on the G atring.' heartlessly re-
piled the poolIoorn man. When dye |
think began to take money away from |
myself? That 6-to-5 nursing that your |
man wants to play is going to sift in all |
by his little solitude. Please g'way an |
let me sleep
1.-The commissioner didn't dare to go |
back to his principals sickroom and /
tell him that the poolroom man had
refused to fix up. the mistake, but hung
around the pooiroom, gnawing his nails,
until the result of the race was called |
off. Then he gave a correct imitation
of a Castilian caStanet can-can and /
raced back to the sickroom with a $16,-
900 winning in his Plymouth Rocks.
1.-THE Stool thing which he had put /
the $1,000 by mistake came home in a
Springs players who were next to the
iA-oAOC VI tAiC AiSA0ChI JCoAiSCA tAAC POOA-
room man on the slack wire of their
kidding for the remainder OF the sea-
son.
II put a lot of little incidents of that
kind that came under my observation
away for future reference, and l was |
in when harked back to them /
in actual practice as a layer myself.
When that Pass Book hog Strengthening
went through I saved myself the cum
min little matter of $4,000 by refraining
from swelling up when asked to rub a
bet off my sheet.
81 had just finished putting up the
figures on that race when an excited
little man banged his way through the
crowd around my stool, stuck twenty
dollar bill within a couple of inches of |
my nose and yelled:
"a Pass Book, straight
81 had $50 to 1 chalked up against |
Pass Book, so I gave the little man
So, 600 to $40, and looked upon the dou-
bic sawbuck as just about right for I
dinner money and loose cigar change.
"A few minutes later heard a great |
wrangling between man and a woman
somewhere behind my stool, and
around to see what was coming
off. The little man who had bet the
$40 with me on the Pass Book joke was /