The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-03-08
FMcn Who Won
| on Long Shots
A Bunch Of Good Luck Stories From
Benninos.

|
depended upon to spring It's quota OF long
| shots 1t has done so this year
| Mary Glenn, Teuton mare that lew
OF the horsemen down here from New
/ York ever heard OF before, started the
ball rolling by getting the money at any
| old price up 10 200 TO 1. A few moon
| shooters and some pkers who inyarlapiy
| got to the longest thing In the fleld sprad-
| dled their dollars around on Mary, but
| the worst bitten bookmaker along tne
main line from New York was George
| Coles
few minutes before the race a huge
! ciod clomring darkey from Virginia sidled
over to Coles stool. handed over a ten
dollar bill that looked as II mice had been
using 1t for a nest and said:
"Ah'm uh-tekkin dis mean seaiof'i
''Im not laying anything against that
one, said Coles to the negro. haven
got the name Of the rider yet and mayns .s
the horse is going TO be scratched. ano
the bookmaker started to hand the Ten
dollar bill back.
The darkey scratched his mead renee
lively, and then he said to the pookie;
We'll gimme de mex hoss. den. boss.
The next horse on the card was Mary
Glenn, and Coles had $50 TO enalkeu w
against her a not unreasoha,nise nsutSh, s,,nh
considering that the race Included such
shifty sprinters. for Washington meet 4
ing, as Foxy Kane Young Henry, 70
seur and Thistle Heather.
Coles laughed over the darkeys COM
plaisant acceptance of 'de mex hoss on
the program for his money. laugh ~
which all the men gathered around the
stool joined
SFIfteen hundred to ten. Coles called
Off to his sheet writer. and just al that
instant Announcer Adler burst into the
betting ring with his hosrse They re
a minute and third later Mary Gienns
number WAS hanging at the top o. the
board, SeafOrth, the horse thnt the darhy
had asked for first having nn.shea
rank last His fellow bookmakers have
been drawing tropical and torrential con-
versation from Coles ever since by mere
ly asking him II he's heard any news
from Virginia
A Washing gton saloonkeepe- who at
taches a great deal of Importance TO any
kind of paddock tip, no matter what lts
origin or whence its source, was stand
ing near tho saddle inclosure before the
second race on the nrst Wednesday OF
the meeting, when fat black COOK
emerged from the jockeys eating house,
wining his hands on his apron, and an
pru1ched him. The saoOnkeeper lmine-
dlately chirked up and looked interested.
Boss, whispered the black cook to
the saloonkeeper "dey's uh po-cupine IN
dis leah race whut am uhgwine tub fiil
he all's quills fun O air an jes nachuly
sail home aloEe."
rs that so2' inquired the saloonkeeper,
swelling up at the prospect Of getting
good thing from such a close insider as
q cook for the jockeys. What is its
name2"
tuh put up h'-case note on de baby TO-
me-" said the cook
ION. III do that. all right" said the
saloonkeeper all but breathless with ex-
citement by this time Sure ! will.
Hurry up-thev'll be going to the post in
a minute. What's the horses namc?"
Its dat Massa colt O Mistuh Grif-
fms said the cook. "De way MasEa's
dun been uh- wiggIin he airs toes eroun'
desc groun's In his wuk is jes scan lous.
suh.'
gram list "All right. Ill play him." and
he started at a lope for the paddock gate
to make the betting ring
The black cook grinned as soon as the
saloonkeeper's back was turned and
winked at group Of stable hands stand
ing near.
Z Nail another sucker, Lige?" one OF the
stable hands asked the cook.
'Dey amt no way fo' me tuh lose on
dis heah race, replied the cook, still
grinning. "Dey's sev'nteen horses tub go.
an Alive got some sof' mahl- up-Flayin
evuhy one o. EN-. Ef All doan' elect
some o. de coon-skins 20 all kin fire an
blistuh me 10 uh Jonah nigguh."
In the meantime the saloonkeeper was
all but knocking people down in his wild
EFFORT to reach the betting ring before
the horses got away from the post He
had just succeeded in getting down $50
different books $40 a clip, when the field
OF maiden two-ycar-olds swept away
from the post on line
Massa won off by himself walking
away from the favorite. one Of Madden's
colts and the credulous saloonkeeper
took down 5000 OF extremely soft money.
He gave the black cook $500 for his bit.
Nobody would ever be able to convince
that saloonkeeper that ne wasn't one of
the few recipients NJ one OF the juiciest,
cinchiest and sacredest tips of the meet
ing.
A motorman employed on the trolley
line which carries folks to the track was
suspended a day for not making time
with his car on the IN trip from the
track and he put IN his day off at the
races. He had his weeks pay in his
pocket. but he stayed on the first two
races and hovered around the beer coun-
ter during the intermissions between tho
A little while before tine FIRST race he
overheard a couple OF chaps talking
about the third event.
It's kind of punkerino for Fellow to
let run for Hogan. said one Of the loqua-
cious chaps. There isn't a stiff in the
race that hasn't got some kind of a
Pancreatis That's the only one in the
lot that I'D feel like laying against
Pancreatis" The talkative man pro
nounced the horses name, 'Pan-crates."
well. that's the baby f'r mine-Pan-
cakes rQmbled the motorman to the beer
server 1--WE been hearin' these wise
high school cadets acheWln on tn 'front.'
% me car ev'ry day since tn races begin
here, an they gimme tn leg ache.
Pancakes. hey? That's tn on'y one o.
tn bunch that Willie Wisdom don't give
no chanst to. hay? Well, Pancakes is
good enough f'r me, and the motorman
finished his beer, wiped his bristling
mustache on his sleeve and lurched pre-
cariously toward tho betting ring.
Hey, gimme this much worth O. Pan
cakes" said the motorman TO the first
bookmaker on the line, and he separated
a $40 bill from his remaining 50 and
passed Il over to the layer.
ITO VIM" the bookmaker asked him.
'Well, l amt playin' II to lose a hull
lot. said the motorman. and the chalker
laid the motorman 5000 to $40 against
Pancakes"
Pancreatis separated himself from the
forward bunch at the furlong pole with
consummate ease and won in q puiled-up
jog.
boss racin',N said the motOrman when
after stufiing his $61O into his wastcoat
pocket. he started out of the gate not
waiting for any more OF the races but
found out a hull long time ago that
It's a winnin system I jes' copper a chin
ner's picks ev'ry cEans' you GIT
One of the few, outside uf the imme-
diate Sullivan circle to nail the Ocla-
waha 100 to / shot last Saturday in the
first race was a young fellow employed
as clerk in a Washington real estate
office. He got word as to the good thing
somehow or other on the night before
and determined to reach the track to
spradde 500 across the board, $40 csek