Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-06-29
He Was . Darling
(BrOoklyn Eagle.)

Bobby Bristol was at once the Suav-
est and the checklist man ever knew.
He had plenty Of money and spent 1t
literally. but nothing delighted him
more than to get in free" wherever
he went; and he had the smooth as
surance and commanding presence to
have gone" had they been attempted
by any other man Of my acquaintance.
One morning l met Bobby in the Of
fee Of a hotel in the small town whith-
er we had both gone to see some trot-
ting races. He was always pleasant
companion, so gladly accepted his
suggestion that we go to the track to-
gether.
1t was too far to walk ana Bobby did
not fancy riding in any OF the rattle
trap vehicles which run regularly be-
tween the hotel and, the track.
Let's see II we can't do better" said
he. taking me by the arm and walking
me across to livery stable bearing
the name Of Michael Conroy as pro-
prietor on a sign over the door.
where's Nike" he asked Of a sta
bleman. @tf%.&
5a l x@ yf
Now. the trouble Is that Bobby had
never been in that town before and had
never heard of Michael Conroy.
Hes gone to the races" said the
stableman.
did he drive his horse?" Bobby
knew that livery proprietors are pretty
sure to have their favorite horses for
their own personal use.
"You mean the black mare?" the
stableman asked.
yes, Of course" said Bobby as II
anybody ought to know he meant the
black mare.
mo. sir; he took the sorrel team
Bristol had been looking about
among the buggies on the main floor.
| where's that little light road wagon
OF Mixes" he asked, as II he couldn't
make it out in the darkness of the
! place.
"This one?" the stableman asked, in
dicating a trim runabout.
Eyes; that's it," said Bobby. exam
| lining 1t more closely.
| BY this time 1t was apparent that he
| had convinced the stableman Of his in.
innate relations with the proprietor.
"An right" said he authoritatively;
hook the black mare to this buggy
as quickly as you can.
The stableman FASTENED to obey. and
we were soon on the road with the bes
rig Of the barn. And the horse. al
Bobby soon proved. could step at q
lively gait.
i When we approached the entrance t
the grounds we were going at fas
clip and Bobby apparently pulling will
all his might. The ticket take
shouted and waved his arms at US. blu
Bobby called out:
| "rt's all right. Can't stop now. Bacl
in q minute" -.
| The ticket taker could not leave hi
place and we were soon out Of sigh
among the buildings. Here Bobb!
turned THE mare over u = seAbls boy
told him TO take. good care Of her, an,
we were soon lost II the crowd. press
ingstswasas the Grand stand x .
At the entrance Of this most peopl
had to pAygt cantA,i sat Bobby usssel.
put mo IN front OF him. said to tn
4 gateman III I tone u UnqusGtionabl
authority. ssHs'sA With ne end We bot
walked In a. II Bobby owned the place
! At the quartsr-stretcn gate he di'
the same thing. with the result tina
We went In and out everywhere at on
pleasure without paying q cent any
where. Yes. ana we were treated witt
diatihguished confederation by tn
gatemen. too. ~ y AZ 1
After the races we beat Conroy bad
to his stable. N
"Tell Mike that Bob Bristol drove tn
} black mare" said he to the stable
} man. as he walked out unchallenged.
!, That evening Bobby opened wine an
J Michael Conroy- drank enough of It I
have paid the hire Of every rig In hi
barn. -''--@s.--a--e'- ---------s