The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-07-27

Then with disgust: They've
hung a fierce name on her
though"
'Ain't IL the TRUTH" agreed the
boy.
What is her name7" I asked.
when the pair had gone by.
They call her Trez jolly"
said Blister. Nov, amt that a
heck of a manner 1 like a name
you can kind-a-warble." He had
pronounced the French phrase ex-
actly as il is written, with an eff
fort at the y" following the sib-
ilent.
Tres Jolie - it's French" l
explained, and gave him the
meaning and proper pronouncia-
ton.
''Traysyoleei" he repeated aft
err me. Say, I'm a rube right.
Tra-aysyole-e!" he intoned with
gusto. you can MARBLE that" he
exclaimed.
81 don't think much of Blister
for beauty" said. "Of
course. that isn't your real name"
mo" | had another once" he
replied evasively. But I never
hears II much. gets Blister
handed to me by the bunch one
winter at the New Awlin'
meetin'."
Howl" inquired.
| Wait till | get the makfn's n
I'll tell you," he said. as he got
up and entered a stall.
"One winter I'm swipin' fur
Jameson, he began. when he re-
turned with tobacco and papers.
I'VE ships to New Awlins early
that fall. We have twelve dogs
half of 'em hop-heads m the 9th
err half drinks.
I'm them days I amt much big
ger m a peanut, but | sure think
I'm a clever guy. l figger they
amt a gazabo ON the track can
hand il to me.
| "One mawnin' there's a bunch
of us ginnies settin' on the fence
at the wire, watchin' the work
outs. Some trainers N owners is
standin' on the track rag-chewin'.
"A bird owned by Cal Davis is
\ finishin' mile-'n'-a-auarter
under wraps, in scanlous fast
time. Cal is standin' at the fin
ish with his clock in his hand
lookin' real contented. All of
sudden the bird makes a stagger,
goes to his knees m ehueks the
boy over his head. His swipe
runs out m grabs the bird N
leads him in a-limpin'.
Say! That birds right-front
tendon is bowed like barrel
stave!
This Cal Davis is a big owner.
He's got all kinds of kale-'n' he
don't fool with drinks. He gives
one look at the bowed tendon.
Anybody that1l lead this
boss off the track gets him N
mo 1th's feel he says.
Before you could spit has
! that bird by the head. His swipe
amt goin' to let go of him, but
Cal says: Turn him loose, boy!'
M I'm on my way with the bird.
That's the first one ever
owns. jameson loans me a stall
fur him. That night a GIMME
comes over from Gals barn with
two bags of oats in a wheeIbar-
! row.
"A newspaper gu1 finds out
about the deal, m writes IL up so
every body is hep to me playin'
owner One day I see the starter
point me out to Colonel King,
who's the main squeeze in the
| judges stand, m they both
laugh.
CIV got all winter before we
has to ship, m believe me l sweat
some over this bird. I done
everythin' to that tendon, except
make a new one. In a month |
has IT in such shape he don't
limp, m I begins to stick mile
gallops m short breezes into
him. He has 10 wear a stiff
bandage on the dinky leg, m 1
puts one on the left-fore, too--it
looks better.
1T amt so long till I has this
bird cherry ripe. One day l turns
him loose, fur three-eights, m he
runs il so fast he makes me dizzy.
81 know he's good, but I wants
to know how good, before | pays
entrance on him. / don't want the
checkers to get wise to him,
neitherl
Joe Nickel's the star Jock that
year. I've seen many a good boy
on a boss, but / think Joe's the
best Judge of pace ever see.
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