Evening star., 1905-08-20

7 for living once In while. But you're
welcome to It.
This something like an incident in
which Whitley Langdon. a very youthful
and unosten;atous plunger. figured at the
Gravesend track last summer. Iangdon
| has a countenance resembling that OF either
one of those cherubs pictured leaning
their elbows on conveniently docile clouds
and with their chins In their hands.
The last two races on the card at Graves
end didn't interest him. he bought a
bunch of evening papers from newsboy
in the betting ring and started for the
grand stand TO look them over. lie
making for the steps leading to the stand
when big man took him by the shoulder
from behind and yanked him around
Say. Bud said the big man to Lang
! don, w tch one q them papers has got
tomorrow'S entries IN?
An of en-" replied Langlon. who WIS
pony playing, and consequently felt pretty
agreeable.
We'll. gimme one Of en- said the big
man.
| Langdon stripped one-cent paper from
| his bundle and passed IL over to the big
| man. who tossed him a cent
| They're two cents on the track grounds.
| mister" said Langdon, holding out h.s
| hands FOR another cent.
''Wotchoo hHndin' U.S. growlcd the hig
! man. "pontchoo try t chuck no 'ou-th-
| track SoGge INTO me MS ranC = 4 one
dinkcr an you We got III cent. DO | look
like l come from Hackensack?'
Langdon setup wall fer the other cent
He either wanted the other cent or his pa
per back. The papers cost him a cent out
side the gate. he mumbled. and he wasn't
selling en- for any one cent apiece.
A crowd gathered around, and those in
the crowd who knew Iangdon had Ia hang
on to themselves to keep from falling down
A Pinkcrton detective, who knew Langdon
very We'll but who didn't let on that hc
did. rushed over and inquired the cause of
the uproar. Langdon explained. piteuuslE-
You give that boy his other cent hand
him back his paper" sterUly commanded
the Pinkerton addressing the big man.
The big chap tossed Langdou another
penny, and then those in the crowd. who
knew the cherubic plunger burst into a
rear.
Lansdon had the two pennies heavily
! covered with gold and made into Cuff but
| tons.
But to get back to the Gates Drake com
| b,nation.
! Like good many other OF the famous
plungers of the time gone by. John H.
| Drake had odd way of looking most de
| jected just after he has won "A tremendous
bet When the horse upon which he has
| planned a great coup easily crosses the
winning line in the van Of his field Mr.
brakes Countenance assumes an expression
| that would lead people unacquainted with
this popularity to suppose that he hadn't
a fr;end or n 1oIr.r Ieft II, tba ,,,nrId
| IIn bad thjS .x,r.se,n,, of ,,rnro,,,5 ,i,o,,,
| unon his face one dan at sba.,,sI,,aI pa,
inct ,rtsr b. b,d ~, ,tro,,at q t,,r, I'm
| ing on one of his own horses. Il esti-
SS, coo ON the rare Ripht aftor tho r,r,.
he stood leaning against the end of the bar
nearest the betting ring. looking perfectly
IniSerapi', WIN ms hahoS thrust deep mo
a'-f f ~ So ha,in,, 60 It 80, 80 80
| at a race track looked as if he had lust
dropped his fiat rent and the nstallment
mans monthly tribute, John II. Drake did
right then.
4 natty little middlc-aged man. with more
than half a jag stood at the bar a little
distance away from the famous plungcr.
He had quite accidentally landed on
brakes horse himself. and he was celebrat-
ing his win of 500 by buying him
self a pint of champagne. Looking up from
his glass the little man caught sight of the
mountaineering plunger. Sympathy with
an apparently busted brother man yisibly
welled up in him. He walked over to Drake
and gave him gentle clout on the back.
Buck up, old man; don't take it to heart
So he said, soothingly, to the noted
plunger. Cheer up. sherries'n be
ripe! Give 'em another twist You've got
to land some time. All in, l s'pose? Well,
don't you bother. | just won measley
little bet on that horse of brakes, and l