Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-12-16
FIGHT SHY
OF THE FLOWING BOWL

steaming pillows as big as country cured
hams, was led out by the trainer and stood
| didn't look as If he could give his
| shadow decent exercise much less keep
| up with race horses He was stiff and set
In shape from years of steady campaigning.
and he had the droopy manner of a hop
horse.
| The plunger's soused pals whooped They
wanted to know where the Junk wagon was
| They kidded and strung the plunger and
whacked him on the back and told him
| that ne was getting a good eye for a
horse, all right, as he grew older
The plunger became chillier with him.
self every minute as to the big gamble on
| the aged amber that stood there MUNICH
ing like a cow until he wound up as sore as
| butcher.
| all off. jim" he announced to the
! trainer. as he reeled toward the waiting
caloosh. Il m not there with 1t. Wise now.
Can't see that goat thing for the big stuff.
You tell the others. I'm going to wire
| my sent-away push to stay off,
And with his cronies the plunser urabbled
| into the hack and was driven or His cro-
MES strung him about the nag all the way
| into town, and when he got to the CITY he
| stopped at telegraph Office and wired to
all OF his commissioners that there would
be nothing doing on the Grip that day, and
to come back to New York. Then he went
| to his hotel and got into bed and stayed
| there till midnight I
| But his pals didn't go to bed. They put
their heads under the pump, as 1t We're and
sobered up, for they saw something with
money tied to 1t.
| The trainer had to tell the other people in
on the job Of the plungers visit to the barn
that morning, and with great difficulty they
plowed around and dug up a few fellows
who were willing to put up bit Of coin on
the old horse at the track.
They didn't get any of the 100 to /. at
that. The plungers pals had that top price
chewed before the folks back of the old
gelding got into the ring. They got little
| of the 30 to l that was left, but most Of
their duff went down at 10.
The ancient nag won in cake procession,
striking his nerved leg, however, so that he
had to be destroyed to prevent blood poi
soning. The people who had been forsaken
by the sudsed plunger at the last hour dug
him out Of his hotel bed that night and told
him how jauntily he had snatched about a
hundred thousand dollars away from him.
self and Grabbed their good frame-up down
to a few paltry thousands
The plunger didn't say much, but he has
never let drop of the fussy water trickle
into his system from the beginning to the
end of the racing season since that year.
Another OF the still-surviving plungers-
he makes book now-who is more than
| content with settler lemonade while the
racing is going on now-a-years once cleaned
| himself out of $4,000 win through an In
voluntary jag that he inadvertently carried
to the track with him. This was at Sleeps
head Bay, three years ago, when Grover
Cleveland Fuller was taking just about as
many of the races on every days card as
he cared to take. The plunger was playing
FullerS mounts for general results, and as
Fuller behaving at that time the
plunger was getting the money in round
bales.
One of the plunger's teeth became ulcer
ated, and he made an afternoon dale with a
dentist to have the tooth treated on the fol-
lowing day. That shut the plunger out Of
attending the races for one day, but he ar
ed To b.a a
mounts all the same.
On the night before his appointment with
| the molarsmith he looked over the list of
F'ullers mounts and picked out the three of
them that looked right. Then he called upon
one of his pals of the ring, handed him
! 5000 and told him to make a parlay on
those three ridden by Fuller. The ringman
took the plunger's commission down in his
note book, and II was fixed.
Before going to the dentists the plunger
did quite a lot of balling up, with the idea
| that that was going TO help some. The
dentist got through with the liberated
| tooth in a good deal shorter time than the
| plunger had been expecting and so he de-
| cided to hustle out TO the track and maybe
catch the last two races, one of which, the
| earlier wound up his parlay.
The tooth still jumped around a lot, and
| the plunger his way to the track did
the best he knew how to make it behave
and keep still by going to the large flask
he carried with him for that purpose When
he reached the track he found that two
at evens, which made him $1,000 winner
on the day. Fuller TO haye the leg
up on the to thing that was just warm
ing up for the fifth race when the soused
plunger reached the track.
He stood swaying on the lawn to watch
the horses work, and when he that
the nag slated the wind up his parlay
worked some proppy and sore he wheeled
in his tracks and came near killing a lot
of people in making for the betting ring to
find the holder of his commission. He
found his just the commissioner
was about to start down the line with the
$40, 900 parlay money to go on the 2 to
horse that Fuller was to finish with.
"a Gimme, Jack the plunger gurgled to
his commissioner. I'm no hog. Two's
'nough. Third ones going to break down
at quarter pole-surest thing you know.
Nigh forelegs on the fritz. Works like
split saw. Saw him myself. Let 'er go at
two"
The commissioner had to let ii go that
way, of course, and handed over the $l5,-
COO that had been built up by the two
horse parley and the original $1,000 bet.
Then Fuller's turtle that had looked SO
i proppy to the plunger came home with his
head resting against Fuler's waistline, and
the plunger, through an involuntary pick
ling had slapped himself out of one of the
neatest parlay bets of his betting career.