The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1907-10-15
STABLE TALK BY sH|MMEY
FAST HORSE MAN GIVES SOME
DOPE ON RACES AT The
COUNTY FAIR.

ITS dis-away," Qoutn "Shimmey" as
ne ueItiy roIIeu has lOurtn phi anu
glanced up at his Questioner. I've done
me easy transfer STUNT lew myself,
| out since the Gays or Tim t1anLagln,
the real Benomeral Theorem OF Hoi-
ooiken, New Jolsey, 'CaDin's' seven
fuliong STUNT TO-DAY put crimp IN oe
| backs OF the bunch OF rublno jockies
IN this camp who have been pullin' de
| leather for notin. Yep! Little Bright
| de beauty Of it all was dat 1 picked de
red clover nag and handed a few
straight tips and not one of dem
was vetoed. Nix for de box stall in
mine, and tomorrow it's me for the
brewery to see if~they have made any
reduction in the price of their hard
ware.
I'll TESS up to youse, 1 was de gid
dy kid this a. M, and had de colored
light and full stage setting for
naughty prank when out trots de
bunch of ponies. De pink lights was
dere like school of fish, and one guy
wild a real gentle sOuse got foolish and
sprung a fierce gag by aXing me wot
was de winner. l pulled him out of
de Chop Suey dump and into de green
field by fioatin' out Cabin De mug
| seemed to be foOlin' around, for he
soon found, and opened up drops of
trouble essence
| rubin Johnson Jones!' said l, back
to the barn yard. Here, little angle-face
! dat bunch of bones. Take a day off
dat booze calander of yOurL, and get
has been handin' you de stright on
wise to de fact that piker amt no
go. Pull de strings, disconnect de
bells or get an observation car. Soak
up few easy thoughts, you zap of a
would-be wiser and den go home and
tell your 19year- college rake dat
| you don't know nothin'.
"WelI, de zap took de laugh, pulled
hisself from behind the bush, and
placed ter spot on Cabin. Gimme
all yer can stand on Cabin, bawled
the brat. Yep might as well have
show and place with it. GIMME all yer
got for SO, Mister
ct was a fearful slaughter of de in
nicents. Paris gowns for Minnie, a
smokin' jacket for John and two Owl
| c+o h; J,,or
tude? I'm tired of dis bloomin' world,
and me toughts runs back to sweet
memories of de dear old college days.
1t gives me pain to see de bright
eyes stall in, give up for badge, dope
sheet a couple of protectors and
few oder tings. Dey most generally
crawl into de grand stand with V
to de good and a little somethin' on the
side for red hots. His next stunt is to
crowd through to de black board and
| demand one bones worth Of 'BOnny F.
at a to 1. 'Bonny F. moves the grass
bit and while Willie is fightin' to get
| a place on de fence, some one signs
out that Stella K. won by a city block.
Willie comes through with long sigh,
climbs over the heads of a dozen real,
nice people and gets 50 worth on Stella
ks and gets balled up in his arith-
metic. A bell rings somewhere and a
friend tells him that Bonny F. took de
pile an won by rubber lip.
"Oh, it's a no-go game sometimes,
but dat seven furlonger today was de
canday. But, old timer, when l comes
through with de real dope to another
one of does dreamy-eyed youngsters,
I'll drop you a note Hully gee, but I'm
tired
Skinny" tossed three long yawLs
in the direction of the stable door
where fingered the pencil pusher,
curled up on heap of straw and was
soon in the joyful land of dreams
where stable hands boss steel trust
magnates, and chicken, baked brown
to crisp, grows on every tree.