Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-08-04

So Muggsy McGraw was down at the
brighton Beach race track the other day
fumblinR the dope while his team was
playine ball In New York, Ell!
tAnd what dye know about that, MIS-
ter Brush0
The racing men on the New York pa
ners told about IT. There was -hussss'
cheek by jowl with Big Tim sullivan
and the Frank Farrell push, siding IN
the ochre-hued papers on the thlhes ne
liked and one that he liked vas biz
Tins Single Stone. a risky bit OF AMI
mated lard that just happened 10 tralpse
first to the tape for Muggsy and the rest
at the watermelonish price or l. TO l.
knocked down from the write-your-own-
ticket figures
And while the same was Transporting,
and Muggsy was fastening the oig rup-
her band around his amplified roll Of the
sanrons his ball club was being tied up
in gure-of-eight knots and timber
bitches and stuff like that over on the
hither side of the East river.
So. here's to Muggsy. He doesn't beat
about the jungle. anyhow, with it. His
methods are direct. He isn't an inver-
tebrate. unstan? The ponies rtr MIN
that afternoon, ball or no ball, there
fore the roller over at Long Island CITY,
and out 10 the track for his, and, II they
see him and say things about lt-well,
Muggsy knows his little book, un'stan?
ANYHOW they've been saying for quite
willie now that Muggsy is a-weary of the
hall-playing business. trat II inspires him
With n feeling OF ennui that he doesn't
care to talk about ball with folks ara
that he wishes the tanning fans would
go right away and roll their hoops. There
isn't we are informed. enough action on
the diamond for Muggsy TO get final
result ball yard tckes from an hour
and half to twice that time. occasionally.
ard. even when the number of the winning
team is hung up and the red board pulled
dawn, what's the use? There's no f1nan-
Cial end TO II except the mere payday
Il ing. and that isn't gum money for
Nuggsy. On the other hand, at a race
track-well, y'see. even little bit OF a
sripe two-year-old CAL slap down five
eighths OF mile in a minute, un's stan. and
If you're there with the ticket on the right
ere. why. just the little amble over to the
pay-oN line, and then the dope out OF the
inside breast pocket TO see what's good
for the next and on right down the
line for the whole six on the card, with
something coming OF every little while
so.
Yep, the ponies for McGraw He says
so himself Beat EN-? Sure, Only fat
heads lose money at the races. That's
the way Muggsy puts it:
Didn't the report bulge out of Los
Angeles at the close of the racing season
there this spring that Muggsy had taken
the Ascot bookmakers for that little in
significant tear-of car fare. viz. two
hundred thousand bones. or metallic men
I: certainly did Report didn't say that
this piece of change wa, in cigarette cou-
pons either. Real money. Right In
MCggsy's pantaloons. There to stay. too
And when Muggsy reached New Orleans
the bg-fgure people got busy with him
N the tracks there, too. and told us that
Muggsy had won thereof, II doesn't
make any difference what they told us he
wen. But IL certainly more than
CROUCH to enable one 10 take a summer
Vocation of a month or so in Anacostia.
Then IL began to be zephyred about that
McGraw intended to stake himself to 9
racing stable. and II was even limited that
lie was already racing a little knot OF
troroughbreds under the name of another
man.
Now he goes right out to the track and