The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1904-06-18
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From the Washington. Post:

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"That Poverty Pete maxim. about not
putting all of your eggs in one basket
doesn't often work out on race tracks"
said a man, who, now that he can't play
the horses except in the nandbooks has
got to talk about them anyhow. GIVE
been watching the thing for a. good many
years, and I've noticed that It's the fell
lows who are. game to take just that
kind Of chances who get by with their
risks more often than not.
"There was an owner down ON the old
st. Louis fair grounds who had been
wrestling with the in bad beldame for
three straight years, and the thing at
length began to jangle him up. His
string Of about fourteen platers and one
stake horse had diminished down to the
stake horse alone.
This one was a crippled five-year-oid,
with the scalps of the best horses in the
West dangling from his bride, but his
feet were so uncertain, on account of the
hard campaigns he had been subjected TO-
that he became an in-a1d-outer. When
the track didn't burn his feet, he'd always
deposit the goods on the doorstep, but
when his old legs began to get het up
he'd stop and look over the fence and
pick out tufts of soft grass with his eye
1.-THE day came when the horse was en-
tefeu LOT one u Tic UlS 81. LOUIS udLtlt-
caps, in which there were some swell
horses, ten or dozen Of them. The
horses owner didn't have a dollar to bet
on his good old grub-grabber, and he
liked his horses chances at the weights,
too. There weren't any clewlines on his
nerve either, and he dug up the famous
owner and bookie, Barnie Sebreiber, who
had a book on the line ct the time. -
Barney said the horse owner, chew
ing on a straw just as he had been pass
ing the time Of day, what dye think
that plug of mine is worth in real duff
not milk tickets or rain checks or stage
coin, but money!
He'd be worth $4,000 if his props
were right, jack replied Barney, in his
dialect; but he's too dicky on his pins
after the way you've been mauling him,
to be worth much in any mans barn
now
I'm asking you what you think he's
worth right now, Barney said the owner
oh, If you stood him on the block
you might be able to draw down a cou.
pie Of thousand for him., said Barney. in
his Weberfield's way. why are you ask.
ing? Want to sell him?'
" Not on your Teutonic map do I want
to sell him. said the owner; but I sure
want to hack him a whole lot Wha
| price are you going to lay against hin
| today?
" Oh, bout 10 to j. replied schrieber
| 'Uh-huh, said the horses owner
Well' you chalk me on your sheet $780,
OooO to $1,000 that he don't cop today, ant
I hope that you see that he gets clear
:, straw to rest on-he's been mighty goot
to me- If he wins. me for $4,000. On?'
| On replied Barney, who didn't thinl
the morse had any chance to win, ant
| VINO telt an itch to possess the ANNA
| for his stud farm.
| The old horse won the handicap j.
parade by eight lengths, with his heat
swinging, and If you like to hear goo5
strong language expressed in the Germat
| tongue, you ought to have been anywhere
within two Salt Lake blocks of Barne,
| schreiber after that race, when he hal
| to dig up $4,000 to the owner who hat
! the nerve to- put all Of his eggs in one
basket -