The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-05-21
LUCKY BLUNDERS OF
TOUTS ON THE RACETRACk
A Tribute From Green Norris to the Biggest Liar
He Ever Met.-straisht Tip for Lucky Baldwin.

a betting ring stanchion. Morris peel |
ed off a hundred from one of his Wads |
and slipped it to the tout, who took 1t |
greedily, but with an expression OF |
amaZement.
+" 1t looks good. pop. but wot for?
he asked old Green.
-" Well, it's coming to you for two |
reasons, son. said old Green, good |
naturedly In the first pace, you made |
the price. or did a lot to help make 1t. |
In the second place, n an experience
of nearly half a century on the race
tracks 1 have never met such an or
nate and wholly gifted liar as you are, |
and, 1 take it, such genius certainly |
deserves reward a the hands of those
who are the beneficiaries of the lying,
and old Green walked away with a
chuckle.'
Lucky Baldwin had his pet. En-
peror of Norfolk, in a race in Chicago
one day." said a Western trainer. and
he figured with so much certainly that
the race was in that he had commits
sioners in all of the big cities of the
country to get the money down.
THE old man strolled up to the bar
for drink about half an hour before
the race. He was just about to toss
the Chicago tout guess you all know
him-ambled alongside.
Judge said Stubs to Lucky in that
confidential way of his, I amt no
/ slammer-in, but 1 hate t. see good
people like you look t be let a neat
ting grease by en-
Why asked Lucky, looking as if
he was p'eased to've been noticed by
man with a pair of field glasses slung
over his shoulder. do you know some
thing about this race?'
DO 1 know somet'ing?' echoed
Stubs, feeling that he had got in good
from the go-off. why, gram'pa, it's
in. an cooled out, an munchin' oats
in tn she'd
You don't tell me- excitedly ex-
claimed Lucky. with nary a sign on
him that he was kidding.
'C'mover here painted Stubs, taxi
ing Lucky by the lapel of his frock
coat and dragging him off to corner
of the bar enclosure Pop, you listen
tine an you'll git something D. j.
ever here o that gayoP maverick that
owns bout half o. California ans got
mortgage on tn rest? Lucky Bald
win, I'm talkin' 'bout?'
mentioned somewhere, said Lucky, in
nocently
'Uh-huh. All right. Well femme
tell you somethin, guv'nor If there's
| anything fowler an deeper an that OF
sloper a-racin' on these groun's,' and
Stubs was becoming more eloquent
and plausible with every breath, then
! I'll lap up buttermilk instead o. booze
FIR tn rest o. me life an swear that I
like it,
g Is Mr.. Baldwin represented in this
racer inquired Lucky, getting away
with the big eyed thing in great shape
| Is he represented in it?' inquired
| Stubs, in tone of the deepest pity
| Judge, he's got pup in this race
| that'n sneak off and hide from these
NUTS. Why. compared t tn Emper-
or O. Norfolk, tn rest O. 'em ought t
! all be peddlin' milk on tn boulevard
| You go to that one, 'pa-Emper-
| or O. Norfolk-there's all tn t 1
you can eat-an' if he don't come home
with the carrots I'll git job drivin' a
| truck FIR Marshall Field & Co., an
Wen 1 do that they'll be jimson weed
| CROWN in tn middle o. State street.
| really believe said Lucky to
| Stubs. who was brick red in the face
bv this to from the joy of having
nailed live one. that I shall follow
your advice in this matter. The bet
ting ring seems to be very crowded,
| however. Could I ask you to make the
wager for me?' e
g Nav, 1 wouldn't do it. said Stubs,
facetiously, and holding out his hand,
with grin. for the money
Lucky pulled out roll of the yell
low ones that it made Stubs lonesome
TO look at, and skinned off one of the
hundreds. The tout sailed into the
ring and found book that was laying
10 to 1 against the Emperor, and he
bought a ticket reading $1,000 to 800
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