The evening world., 1905-07-29

SUSPICIOUS man
FINALLY SEES
SQUARE RACING
BY FRANK w. THORP.


When the Apologist caught sight of
the Suspicious Man yesterday he had
aust paid George Smith for a seat on
the Cavanagh special and was stuff
Ing u roll into his pocket that had u
couple OF yellow boys for wrappers.
How soon are you going to dig
that canal?" inquired the Apologist
slyly.
The Suspicious Man got his ticket
and tucked 1t away in his hatband
before making any reply. Then, ig-
noring the Apologist's alluslon to the
canal, he sad:
Say. amt 1t a shame that this game
10 going to stop tomorrow? What
we'd do to them bables on the high
stools in there would be something
awful"
Didn't see any crooked racing to-
day. them" inquired the Apologist.
Crooked racing?" echoed the Sus-
picious Man. Did you see that
bundle l just tucked away in tho
kick? Would l have acquired any
such store of wealth If the racing
had been crooked? No sir. This day S
racing only goes to prove that when
races are on the level l can beat
'em to death.
"Why. they just stuck out all over
the card to-day. Looked to me like
q bunch of 1-to-3 chances, and here's
them guys in the ring handing out
prices that would make a mans mouth
water.
Lady Amelia Started Him.
II didn't come down very strong to-
day. 50 I skipped that bunch of
kiyis in the opening overture. Lady
Amelia for mine in the second. Think
] wasn't wise TO Redfern when the
stage? And, say. that Handicapped,
Vosburg. Is my friend for life. he
gets dead wise to the Aeronaut peo-
pie, and he just dumps load onto
that one that would swamp a show
Well, I bet the bundle on Lady
Amelia, and Davis just toddles her
home. Went back to The Mighty for
the whole works. and he gets to the
Judges in front
II sk!ps the hard handicap and
then splits the roll on Chalfonte. It
palned me to see them plungers set
tin 1t In on Phidias. and It pained me
more to hear them say. after the
race, that Phidias was q lobster. Some
men can't bear to lose a bet. They
think when they go wrong that
they've been up against the shells
phey don't know good. clean racing
when they see 1t"
I'm glad TO see that you are taking
. sensible view OF racing" said the
Apolog!st.
Me? I'm no squealer. I'd never
holler In a thousand years at racing
like this. It's only when 1 see some
OF those kids putting on the brakes
that l get sore. Clean sport has no
better friend than me- said the Sus-
p!cous Man. as he lovingly caressed
the legal tender in his pocket.
You played Louis H.. OF course?'
aSked the ApologIst.
When He Unbelted.
''I never stopped betting on him.
After l got through distributing l
went out on the lawn. and the leader
o: the band was playing a solo l
looked to see what 1t was, and cold
was luminous. He was playing My
lodgings on the Cold Ground" !
could see it happening 10 me. Ne with
a bunch on a dirty dog. and at
even money. too. Saratoga began
10 fade away in mist.
Then some one hollcred They're
off and / looked for Louis II. Ach
Louis! there he was. the tail of the
bunch, and Lady Prudence t!n-canning
70 beat the band. Says / TO myself
Ihe park bench for YOU tonight. you
stiff" Then the crowd got in front
OF me. and / didn't care. once / got
a peek and Louis seemed to be far
out OF II. Then they swung into the
stretch ana some one yells:
'Lou.s II. breezes home"
"A yellow jacket went by me all
alone, and me for the ring. with my
eack teeth chewing on my heart,
Tor never had 1t jump 50 high in
my throat before. Racing's glor-
ious spo:t, amt it? Well, ta-ta! See