Los Angeles herald., 1908-05-11
RACE TRACK GANG IS
FOOLED BY GLAD TOGS
WILLIE BOY TURNS OUT TO BE
AMATEUR CHAMP
Raibirds Have All Kinds of Sport
with Stranger Until He Hands
Them Some Rough
Talk


Talk
WASHINGTON, May 10.-The second
race during the recent meet at Ben
nings had just been run when there
was seen crossing the lawn man who,
sartorially speaking, was lovely piece
of work.
He wore a hunters green cutaway
suit of clothes, closely buttoned, one of
those green Alpine dent in the center
soft hats, all the same King Edward;
green leather low-cut shoes to match,
hunters green kid gloves, and flung
over his shoulder was pair of green
leather-covered field glasses incaSed IN
a green leather holder.
Anybody not suffering from paralysis
of the optic nerve could see that this
person was a decorating swell all
proper enough. The coarse groundlings
through and among whom he strolled
nudged one another and pointed him
out with their thumbs
Huh. that for me-" a squash-nosed
regular muttered, looking up from his
dope charts as the reverberating toff
swung by. IT don't see how I can lose
after gettin' a peek at that"
Other cracks of that sort followed the
man as he made his way toward the
tallyho anchorage. Grouped close to
the gate leading to this Enclosure were
lot of owners and trainers and wise
regulars and STRENGTHENING stable
hands. They surveyed the crescendo
apparition in the all-green colors and
they all broke into grins.
cutest Sort of Whistle
The bored-looking emerald-diked
swell halted at that gate and pulled
tiny silver whistle from one of his
Tapped cutaway coat pockets. Placing
the cunning little silver whistle to his
lips he blew a shrill bo'sun's blast upon
the pipe.
Then a tiger seated on the back of a
dark green painted tallyho, hearing the
blast on the silver pipe, hoped down
from the wagon and hustled over to
the man summoning him. The tiger
wore a green coat to match his boss
and the tallyho, with double rows of
silver buttons, white breeches. top
boots and green cockade in his plug
dicer.
When he reached his summoning boss
he saluted him with the abject obsequi-
BUSINESS of all tigers and stood at at
tention, his hands glued to his sides.
"Oh, 1 say. me man." said the re-
splendent boss to the waiting tiger. "get
breast pocket of me paddock coat, on
the inside seat of the drag, me good
fellow"
The stunned crowd saw the tiger sa-
lutte and then canter back to the tally
no with all his might. The tiger lifted
a coat from inside the drag. pulled
handkerchief with green border from
the breast pocket, redeposit the coat In
the coach and raced back to the gate,
where he handed the handkerchief to
the glad spectacle in the green things.
"Ah, thank you, me good man.
drawled the greenish delight, and then
he wheeled and began his stroll back to
the club house.
Right then the bunch of onlookers
grouped around the gate awoke from
their rapt reverie.
Course his handsome face" groaned
one of them, out loud. Twas him
that forged the will to me fathers es-
tate!"
"Give me back them papers or I'll
tear UP the che-ild!' Kissed another OF
the bunch, melodramatically.
"Now. if that comes back here again"
another of them said, I'm going to slip
him the sassiest spank on the ulna
bone that was ever pulled off on these
grounds"
"Oh, fury, the dissipated DEVIL" said
still another of them.
pareled article of splendor heard these
cracks. He couldn't help but hear them.
IT was meant that he should hear them.
Well, he turned around slowly. Then
the kidders observed for the first time
that he had a square jaw, and that
there was a certain hard, penetrating
lock In his eyes,
Looking again when he turned that
way, they noticed that he was mighty
big outstanding, powerful looking per-
son in green. After turning, he slowly
walked back to where the now silent
group of men were standing They
weren't saying word.
This Drives Them to Jungle
"Lemme tell you pin conks some
thing" said the apparition in green
then without any preliminaries what
ever, and his six foot two inches looked
mighty looming, as he started to talk.
1.-THE next greasy mutt that opens his
chops about me, either here or any
where else on these grounds, is going
to be staked to a couple of floating
ribs"
Get me right. I'm not Topping
around with any Clipped fragments of
cordwood on my shoulders, but I'm
getting some peeved over the gum
mumbl:ags of you chin testers around
here The first one of you crabs that
unpeelS his Trap dpout me- aS"ih 40
going to run for the count. Just MUNICH
en- that for minute"
Then the green one turned around
and slowly started again for the club
house lawn. Not a man in the crowd
opened his face. They had all become
suddenly busy looking up to see if
there were any f1eecy clouds overhead.
Then Baltimore horseman who had
been taking it all in with keen amuse-
ment went over to the group and eX-
planning that the bowling toff in the
green stuff was not only one of the
mightest nobs of Baltimore, but that
he was and is the champion amateur
heavyweight boxer of Baltimore.
you can't dope 'eln by their shells.
Shells never did run to FORM" was the