Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-03-27

pecting that there was something doing
on Baldwin's horse. they plunged on the
nag themselves, and the Baldwin horse
went to the post the second choice In the
race. Not only that. but the horse won
the race in gallop by about ten lengths,
and Lucky cleaned up about $30.0oO on
the event.
Directly after the race the two racing
reporters hunted up Lucky in order TO re-
turn the 500 and make an explanation.
The new man, who had successfully put
over the touch. told the story to Lucky.
and the old man grinned good humoredly
over the recital.
And so here's your two hundred.
said the racing reporter. passing over the
bills. I'll take back the bum ring
"BaIdwin's grin was still wider as he
handed back the bum ring.
You can keep the two hundred, son,
he said That hot. cinchy talk of yours
about my horse gave me nerve to bet
enough on him to win about thirty thou-
sand, and you can call the two hundred
your haul-down if you like. But III say
this for you: You're good
Baldwin" the correspondent went on,
played in big luck betting on his own
horses during the greater part OF his
career, but there were periods when. so to
speak, he couldn't pick crab apple off a
broken bough, much less pick the winners.
One forenoon a few years ago, before the
Baldwin Hotel burned down, | was die
tating letter to a young woman stenoS-
rapher in that hotel, when Lucky swung
by the railing.
"'Oh, excuse me for minute, won t
you? said the young woman stenog-
rapher, closing her notebook with a snap
and breaking me off short in my dicta-
ton. oh. Mr.. Baldwin, she called afte,
the old man, who was on his way to the
barber shop.
1.-THE old man wheeled about and walked
back to the railing.
stenographer inquired of Lucky, has
your horse CruzadOs any chance to win
the big race today?
Not chance on earth. daughter.
replied Lucky. Not chance In life. He
has a split hoof and is in bad shape gen.
rally. Hadn't ought to run him at all.
but my trainer insists upon starting him.
and SO I've agreed to let him run. But
Cruzados couldn't beat a steam roller
today
oh, thank you so much, Mr.. Bald
win,' said the young woman, and the old
man went his way. The young woman
took ten-dolar note from her pocket
book and summoned a bellhOp.
Johnnie she said to the bellboy,
hustle out with that ten and get 1t down
on CruZados for me, won't you? Play 1t
straight, and take the first betting you
see.
You're crazy over Luckys way. OF
picking 'em, aren't YOU? I couldn't help
but say to the young woman.
"'Oh.' she replied, I'm coppering Mr..
Baldwins picks right along now and get
ting the money in gobs doing it. Mr..
Baldwin has been in bad form for about
two months now. They say he dropped
twenty thousand yesterday without get
ting into line once. AS long as his bad
streak lasts all of lbs shorthand girls get
rich by asking him what he likes, and
then coppering his selection, and we al
ways play his own horse in a race when
he doesn't like that horse to win-when
he's having an Out-of-luck streak, L
mean. Great system, don't you think
IF / didn't think it such a great sys-
tenn right then / did a few hours later.
when the word ratified around the hotel
that Cruzados. Baldwn's horse. had won
the big race in a canter with Is to
against his chance