The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-06-03
BUTTERS-N AT THE TRACKS
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PAaaoeh Nulsaness Who Maks the Trainers Angry.

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with that aiarp to-day IL She tho melohsp
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7 Ant Wtch bad proplr sure want 70
get the live ons In that race
Il was ~ keen 10 turn upon that mad wao
and pump the hot lava u him that ny .
whole chest was throbbing like tho works
81 q racing buss wagon. never let myself
90 when I feel that way and 20 7 Just walked
away.
Five minutes later ! strolled into the bats
ting ring 10 take o peek az the prices. There :
In the middle Of the betting ring that gay
dog that had tackled mo only q few minutes
before had q friend Of his pinned against u
stanchion, and, a. I passed, I overheard
him saying something like this 20 him, =
"Pipesky. Moral. I was In the paddoch
only a minute ago, and I got the straiRh
goods from Dave Blank naming ms. !
Dawes an old side kicker Of mine-used to |.
90 on bats together and Dave. he told mo !
that IL was in. Said for me to 60 ~ far as +,
liked. Couldn't lose. And any time Dave
tells me a thing like that, why
Il took that smudge by tho collar and
yanked him a~round-oouldn't help II.
"T've cut the trail OF q whole acre Of liars
in my time. Bud, I said 10 him, but you've
got 'em all burned to the ground and their !
ashes put way in sealed jars. Take 10
! all in all, you're the thunderingest liar that
/ ever even heard q.
Jaw, stop y'r .kiddin', Dave he broke
In on me, merrily. Come on an have q
drink ,
'Oh. I just a to turn around and walk
away again. Who could stack up against
such an unbustable bunch OF serenity as
that? =
Permission to prowl around the paddocks
Of racetracks has always been a swell graft '
for the touts. Not that they ever get any
thing in the paddocks, for all the horse ,
men know them and flag them whenever
they get within forty yards; but the touts
make the pinhead good thing clients think
that they're all the candy when 1t comes to
getting correct nudges In the paddock.
"rNow, I'm not dead certain about this
race the tout says in that sage confidential
way to the mark he's got on his staff. One
Of the big trainers is going TO put mo hep
in o few minutes, and I'm waiting. Might
as well 60 into the paddock and look him
up now. Come on and into the paddock
| he swings. with the mark tagging along
| after him.
when they get to the saddling enclosure,
Wait a minute the tout says to his sucker.
Just you stay right here. There's my
man over there now-Ill be right baeki
and the tout Frances over to where he sees
another tout standing and buzzes him In q
low tone for a minute or 30. II
Its all right the tout says when heEi'
returns TO where he has planted his good
thing, who by this time imagines that he's
away deep in the inner mysteries Of the
game. I've got the right ne-oo on
and 60 to it with all YOU might and he
leads the sucker into the betting ring. Then
the tout gets hold Of another one Of his
softies and goes through the Same pad
dock performance with him, landing mark
No. . upon some other contender In the
race. He gets the credit for being one Of
the mystic shriners Of the game and the
~pulpheads will bite time and again because
bis good things feel certain that a fellow
who's on such chummy terms with the pads
dock folks has got TO be right sooner or
later. A
st would be the sad day for the stable
hands and the kids In sweaters around the
paddock, though, II they ever adopted al
rule shutting the general public from the
paddoelB. You see, ali they've got to do
ls to stand still and chew q straw and looloI
wise, and the paddock providers are just /
naturally bound to walk up to 'em and !.
hand 'em money. ..., n
'There may be funnier gags In life than
this, but ! never happened to ram into the |!
tunnier ones. A snipe Of an exercise boy
In a red and green sweater will be leaning
against the fence, eliminating on a piece OF !
hay, when one Of these foxy dogs will edge
over to him and give him the deep inc darl4
poke In the rib. At the same time he'll
alp the stable kid a note-a ten or twenty
sometimes more. The stable hands have
learned to control their features and to-
look deadly solemn when this thing hap
pens, althoughthey ache to laughout loud.
Hey, son, put us hep. will your tho I
crafty one says to the snlpe Of a hid In the h,
sweater, and then the boy unreels O little
bunch Of patter, the gist Of which Is that
suoh-and-suoh a horse is already I'M HE
number out, and paid of on.
Git out, is that SOP says the note slip
per, and then be all but breaks the arms
Of o whole lot Of men rushing to the betting
ring to get his kale down on that one, Great
gag for the boys in the sweaters hanging
around the paddooks, They're in good
both ends from the middle. IL by any
chance the one they've named offhand to
the, note slipper wins, they're there at HIS
side when the number goes up for a little
piece Of the winning change, and they get 1t
every time. However the break falls, they
get theirs In advance, anyway.
And this little game will go on Just as
long as idiots wearing the clothes and hats
and shoes OF grownup men accept the sweat