Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-16

Carroll and during the race he was such
strong "rooter'' for Blue Jeans that he
drew the attention of all In his immediate
vicinity-all but Carroll, who from the first
yelled at Finlay to Shut up, you jackass,"
etc.
Blue Jeans started in the ruck, and for
half the trip it looked all day with him, as
big gap separated him from the leaders.
the mulatto jockey Stoval, who rode the
horse. got him up to the third division at
the far turn, and, rounding for home,
showed second and going strong.
Then the vicinity of Carroll's stand on
the track side Of the ring was in an uproar,
as big Finlay, next door, sang out his slo-
gan, in stentorian tones, of Come on. you
Blue Jeans. Set him down, Stoval, etc.
The root was redoubled as Blue Jeans at
the head of the stretch grabbed the leader
and drew up even in the straight.
The Irony of Fate.
Then. as stoval swung the whip at him,
the game son of Springbok drew out in
front, and, increasing his lead at every
jump, actually won the race by six lengths
in a canter. Blue Jeans passed the finish
amid an ovation from the crowd, in spite of
his light support, for he was popular
horse with the racing public, as was Judge
Carter, his half owner.
But at CAROLS stand there was some
thing doing outside of the usual during the
progress of the last furlong of the race. AS
Finlay's root for Blue Jeans proved
bowling success. that worthy leaned over
to Carrolls stand just before the horse fin
ished and shouted in the latters ear: Go
on my Blue Jeans.'
This last gibe capped the climax. For
Carroll, with roar like wild bull coupled
with the most vitrioic vituperation he could
think Of, jumped from his stand and
pulled Finlay from his. Then the two had
ring style at first. Carroll getting in the
first blow.
But Finlay's extra avoirdupos soon turn
ed the scales in his favor, and he threw
Carroll to the floor of the ring, the two
rolling over and over each other closely
locked Men quickly separated them in
time to save Carroll from a severe beating,
as he was no match for Finlay.
When the smoke of battle had cleared
away Carroll figured out his losses laying
against his own horse, which amounted to
some $500. OF course, as joint owner, he
got half the $700 purse. But the loss in
the book did not phase him as much as the
chance that had been lost for a coup with
Blue Jeans.
Judge Carter was also keenly disappoint-
ed in spite of his sympathy" wager of
$3.50 for had they known how good their
horse was they would have backed him for
a genuine killing. Altogether, the irony of
fate in racing in its great uncertainty was
never more plainly illustrated than in this
particular instance. A few days later Blue
Jeans was started again and won But his
owners had to take 6 to 5, and not much of
that to be had.
A Painted Ringer.
Judge Carter at East ST. Louis struck ter
ror to the ringers" by his detection of the
painted horse Polk Badgett and his cele-
brated ruling in the case. 1t was suspected
by Judge Carter before a certain race there
that the dun gelding Polk Badgett was a
ringer" And the judge set all his track
force to work the case.
The parties that had the horse brought
parties to identify him as Polk Badgett
And before the race the horse was brought
up to the stand and closely examined by
Carter and the track veterinarian also by
others called up by Judge Carter
After the examination Judge Carter told
General Manager Sinclair that he thought
he had made discovery in connection with
the suspected ringer, and that he would let
him start and then make further inves-
tigation, with q view to subsequent action
as to the bets II the horse won.
The race was rum and Polk Badgett won
in a walk. To horse was detained after
weighing out. GEd the track veterinarian