Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-10-15

A Washington race follower, with some
what crippled "wad,' returned from New
York the other day to recuperate for the
Benning meeting. Somebody asked him IL
the cause of his poor luck had been his
playing of what is known as the dream
dope"
Not this season." was his reply I'm
from the foothills of Kansas City when 1t
comes to playing the dream stuff, and you
know what state Kansas City is in. There
used to be time when I'd fall for
dream bunch like a roly-poly girl out Of
swing. but now you've got to furnish me
with Exhibit z. accompanied by cross-sec-
ton drawings and blue prints and with the
vignette attached.
When hot one is waited to me now
a-nlghts in a dream, 1 can hardly wait till
get out of bed before drop a copper on
1t that weighs more than cooking school
fried cake. It's got to be a wild night
on the Exmoor downs when your little ham,
mock mate Brighteyes lets a phantasy tease
him into traipseing to 1T with honest Navajo
money. I was edgey on the dream kind
during skinny year that I'd eat hot
mince pie and Roquefort just before turn
ing in SO that I'd be sure to develop a
dream hunch during the night for the
bright and gladstone morrow. When I'd
wake up I'd act as my own dream inter-
prefer, unraveling them all myself, and
never by any chance letting anybody else
in for fear they'd damage the price
That was the stingiest year 1 ever ex-
perlenced. l dreamed one night that I
saw a black butterfly as big as leghorn
hat being chased over the lea by an even
dozen-I counted 'em while dreaming-of
brown butterflies. But, in the dream, that
black butterfly had got away on his toes,
SO to speak, and the brown chasers never
70 anouRh n hin, to tar
his way of going he looked like he could
just fly away and hide from those that were
pursuing him. When 1 ran over the en-
tries the next morning 1t looked pretty soft
to me when I observed that the fourth field
comprised a field of thirteen starters. with
only one of them in the lot black horse
The other dozen were all browns of differ
ent shades-real browns bays, chestnuts
and so on. The one black horse in the
bunch figured, on his record. to be a so
to / chance. / wasn't there with the max
nearest Sign of the Doges and got $50 on
my clock.
\ Il
"Out at the track I took mine out in
masticating sailed peanuts until the fourth
race the race in which the black babesky
of the sumber bunch was to towrope en-
When the states were hoisted the black one
was the only 100 to thing in the lot. / got
$50 down on MIN IN SaWpuck lois at tfldt
figure, and then leaned against the ran
to watch the start, right in front of the
stand The black butterfly ran away from
them all and hid, all right. He was 100
yards in front of them all before they
knew what was coming off. Fact is, the
others hadn't started at all.
He was the only one to start. He was
in such hurry that he bursted through the
barrier as soon they lined up in front
of the webbing. He probably Thought he
was to run In a walk-over In the Me Only
stakes He tossed his boy at the first turn:
hoped the intieid fence. went the ruiz
steeplechase course twice around, tagging
the Jumps and then he gamboled over the
high fence inclosing the ground and took
for the yeldt. They got him about three
weeks later, up around Troy or somewhere
near the headwaters of the Hudson, where
they found him feeding on acorns and Wlio
berries and slick as a circus Shetland
but that didn't take all OF the curl
out OF my dream dope. / knew that the
hack would have connected II he'd got
away on line with the others, and u
knew. too. that IL the race had been ABOUT
1856 miles. or the distance between Long
Island and Albany, the black would have
won by about three days. So just waited
for another dream.
cit came along, all right, one night.
dreamed that I saw a bright--maz arine
blue horse spinning along the stretch.
about forty lengths in front and laughing
just fit to kill. The blue horse was so much
doubled up with the laughs that he
SWerN6u anu Gi6 LsASSSd OH ONNi etiS tieASh
In the last sixteenth, but he got home In
front by as far as from here to Bladens-
burg When / came to next morning n
lay in bed quite while trying to interpret
that one. 1t didn't look like legitimate
coin a ggregating bunch to me, for who
ever heard OF blue horse? l was on the
point of passing up that slumber -sugges-
ton when / picked up the paper at break
fast to take look at the entries for that
day.
'sTrue Blue and Blueaway were slated to
go in the first race.
oh ] guess I'm the punk dreamist.
hey?' said I to myself then, when 1 saw
those two names. and both of them swell
horses.
But the presence in the race of the two
of them with the blue twist to their names
put me out on the limb. I was there with
the bank wad to play either of thenl but,
both Of 'em being blue. couldn't pick out
which one to go to. / was hoping, on my
way TO the track. that one of them would
be scratched. leaving me only one choice OF
blue horse to swing to with the hull $5S.
But when got to the grounds the Jockeys
names were already up, and both OF tho
blue ones were to go.
For q long time leaned up against a
ring stanchion, wrestling with that double
dream hunch. liked True Blue He wun