Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-04-15

to l against his chance. Plenty OF the
good holiday -mak king folk of this town got
of New York turf paper happened to give,
by some miracle, all of the six winners
that day in his selections" and among
them was Tommy Foster, to nail the very
first race of the day A considerable num-
Der of occasional track visitors cut this
mans picks out of the turf paper be-
fore going to the track and they stuck
to them throughout, to their own amazing
profit and the complete discontinue Of the
layers who took their bets. The bookies
laid the big price against Tommy Foster.
who wasn't such a bad son Of Fonso at
that, because the horse had been running
was therefore deemed a punkerino not
worth considering But Tommy Foster
people had a razor edge on him and they
managed to conceal the fact from the book
makers checkers that the horse was tuned
up to concert pitch. Tommy Foster, rid
den by Cash Sloan that day, was of
course considerably helped In the race on
account of the fact that the overwhelming
favorite, sulky brute named True Blue,
was left fiatfooted at the post, but there
were plenty of expert judges who declared
after the race that Tommy Foster would
unquestionably have beaten True Blue even
had the latter got away.
An Entertaining Incident.
An entertaining incident in connection
with Tommy Fosters victory occurred in
the grand stand. A Baltimore girl who had
come over the Baltimore race train
with her young man friend liked the looks
of Tommy Foster-who was an exceedingly
handsome horse. like all the Fonsos-as he
warmed up. and she gave her young man
a $40 note and told him to bet ii for her.
on Tommy Foster. The young man went
obediently TO the betting ring and got the
$40 down at the juicy odds of $50 to !.
When he got back to the stand the young
a KIDD for phar
What change" her young man asked
her, tnnocently.
why. my 50 change" exclaimed the
young woman, an expression Of alarm ap-
pearing on her features.
1 wonder what the girls talking about"
mujtered the young man, looking puzzled.
''She gives me $40 note to bet on a horse
and then when l do it and come back she
asks me for 50 change. What's the an
swer? Let me in on the joke
The young woman looked stupefied with
mingled wrath and establishment.
Why" she gasped. Il distinctly told you
to bet 81 on Tommy Foster You know
did. l said it Just like that-'Bet 81 out of
this for me on Tommy Foster-deed did
You're a mean. horrid thing. and it's the
last time IL ever come to a race track with
you again If live to be thousand years
old-the idea: You know l never would
bet $40 on horse race" and large glo-
ouies or the damp stuff began to dreen
from the corners of her pretty eyes.
L
all, said the young man, humbly. Moth
ing to cry over. Here, I'll give you 50 and
take that much of your bet myself" and
he dug into his dungarees and began to
strip off 81 bills
They're off, bawled the crowd
Ten seconds later the big cry was why
look at that Tommy Foster way out in
front and only breezing-only romping-
look at him.
Mercy on us" exclaimed the girl to her
young man. lis that right what thew are
saying-is that really Tommy Foster away
out there in 'front.'"
YEP replied the young man, hurricdly
Here's your 50 and III take the rest Of
your bet on Tommy
, ell. Just Correspondence do-any-
thlng-of-the-kind," fatty replied the
young woman, drawing her hands away as
ne tried TO press the nine 81 bills upon
her You made the mistake and bet the
whole Of my $40 on Tommy Foster and
now m going to abide by it. deed I am /,
fonder he comes! Oh. you Tommy-boy
come on!'
Tommy-boy came on, all right. winning
easily, and the young woman who'd been
angrily herating her young man only min
ute before, and demanding her 80 change,
promptly keeled over in her ecstacy over
winning $l,500, and had to be taken to the
ladies' dressing room. She revived very
quickly, however. and the way she hustled
out or the Benning gate, dragging her
young man with her, without staying to
watch even one more race, was hugely
amusing to the observant crowd
Many casual raCegoer got his season.
abfe outht or clothes, too, when Gwynne
completely disdained by all of the big bet
tors, creased home with as good as 100 to l
against MIN a few years ago at Benning
GWynne was another one of those fiddler
crab horses that couldn't walk on a fast
track, but that could make almost any
mans horse hump himself when the going
was deep and holding and that's the Kind
of travelling Gwynne found for his web fee.
the day he came home all alone.