Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-07
THOSE ADVERTISING TIPSTERS

| the noted owner. and what that noted
owner doesn't give them in the way Of
slumberful good things that are resting
| down at the bottom Of the picking vat
WELL Just wait. that's all! They're run
ming mates with famous bunch OF turf
| operators from the west. foxy big-hatted
| ones engaged in making the layers feel as
| il life is a burden. and they get hold OF
all that can-fall- down -and-win western
stuff and you can have it for 81 a day. or
| SO a day. or S. day. OF just whatever
you feel like blowing up against me. good
| old pal of a reader of this!
! And the good old pal of reader Of that
reads the long list of more or less imagin-
airy and hypothetical and suppostitious
winners that the block type tipster
| claims to have given all Of his "clients"
during the previous few weeks. and. as
| like as not he is at the post office window
on the next morning on his way to the
| office. purchasing one of those pay-at-the-
other-end of the-line postal things made
out to the ttpster's order.
The advertising tipster is just your old
fashioned hoarse- piped. rum-eyed odori-
| ferrous race track tout transformed by
printers ink.
He does not know.
| He just guesses.
Everybody guesses about race horses,
and the advertising tipster IS one of the
! guessers.
The last man earth to get hold Of a
sure-enough good thing is the advertising
| tipster.
| Honest-Injun good things of the race
! track are as close-haued and covered-up
| by their projectors as were the conspiracies
| of the Borgias.
Some of the most prosperous of the adj
| vertising tipsters rarely go to the race
| tracks at all. They're too busy at their
| offices opening money-laden mail.
Those Of them who don't 1aIle the
natural hasheesh stab at something that
| figures to be about to l and flash it out
| to their Clients depending solely upon
| the Lady Fortune, like those base ball
| pitchers who've got nothing but their mitt
and prayer when they step into the box.
| When the tipster hits it, he's there with
! the block type to play it up and along.
When he misses he's there with WlnSome
| story about bad racing luck or off on the
wrong foot or tangled up in the barrier. or
pocketed or shut off in the stretch or bum
| ride or any Old thing. But. whatever hap
pens however it breaks, he's eternally and
| everlastngly there until the postal au-
| thorites choke him off. or he goes to the
| bug ward with the d. t's. superinduced by
! an excess of prosperity something. Even
such calamities these cannot feaze him.
When he gets around to it and ready. he
| just starts in tipsterng again under
| brand new name. and. almost exactly in
proportion to the amount of block type
| space he buys in the turf publications, does
| he thrive and prosper. One Of the phoniest
| of these advertising tipsters. has changed
| his operating name no less than four times
! within the past four years. He started
| out as Colonel Dan" somebody or other,
| and he got rich as the colonel before the
postal folks applied the leather to him.
| Then he blossomed out under an allitera-
| tive firm name supposed to comprise three
members and got a whole lot more money
before the mail people barred him again.
T. JONES' tipster. 1912 Broadway. I'm F.
| Smith. tipster. 1914 Broadway. And thus
| on. l switch the name, move my desk next
| door, and the bait is just good under
I one name as another.
| *
| In all Of the sordid and cheapsand ornery
! history of this tipstering business 1t is re-
| freshing to recall that there was one tip
| STEERING firm that really attempted to be on
| the level with it's Clients" that actually
| made an effort to deliver the goods it adj
| vertised. and that for quite a time did
| actually deliver the merchandise. That
| firm has been out of existence for a number
| of years. 1t was the firm Of Gaxim & May
not the real name. but near enough to 1t
| for the pony players to recognize and re-
| member the real name.
The organization of that tipstering outfit
| was a joke. at that. One man did it ALA
| clever young fellow, who had just got out
| of prison after serving term for forgery.
| The ponies had got him in prison, but that
| fact didn't cause him to look upon them
| with a prejudiced eye while he doing
his bit. He was determined to beat them
| some old way. sooner or later. and he had
! brains and a power of luck. The tlpstering
business when he got out Of the pen
| amounted to scarcely anything at all. He
was crafty enough to know the magic of
| ink. He was pretty good at the dope. and
| a short time after he got out of quod he
sat down and doped out thing that looked
| like one that had an unusually good chance
to win at one of the Long Island tracks.
All the money he had In the world was
$40 note. He went to the leading turf
paper in New York and stuck in an ad.