The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-08-15

"aro fitty-nfth street. west
Mr.. Crisp and his friends and went on
talking with a pale, parrot-nosed man
over in the corner. Nobody else paid
any attention to them A lookout had
let them in secretly at the front door.
and another passed them into the pool
room.
It was on the parlor floor. two big
, apartments opening into each other. Gas
flared from the chandeliers. for the win
dows were closed tight. shades. drawn
and inside blinds latched over them. Mr..
Link grunted as he noted this.
That's Bitney. Ben's spelling to-" Mr..
Crisp enlightened them. Runs the place.
Well wait till Ben gets through. The
second race is on
Charley looked about him. Mr.. Teeters
twiddled his walking stick and did the
same. The sight was new to them. On
blackboard at one side the starters in
the second event on the card were
chalked up with the odds for and against
first, second and third place. Opposite
this board was the cashier, at a desk
with a movable cage half encircling it.
Farther on, in the next room, a tele-
was calling out the position of the horses
as they ran-"In the stretch: White
Cloud. Corinne. Jupiter. Belle B. clos
ing up. Field punched" and so on. A
dozen men were feverishly hanging on
the telegrapher's announcements.
Mr.. Goggins came over to them. He
was serious and preoccupied. Mr.. Carter
introduced Mr.. Green.
What's the layout. Ben, for the
Derby" asked Crisp.
Well" returned Mr.. Goggins with de-
;Iar % tpHr
boys none-it's Delmont's money I'm
handling. not my own-but I got word
to play Alno straight across the board
WHAT" Mr. Crtsp's surprise was over
whelming. He staggered under it.
BY George" exclaimed Charley. quite
as much surprised.
Saints in heavn! muttered Mr.. Link.
But. Ben" argued Mr.. Crisp. Every
body says Early Boy"
"Everybody"' snorted Mr. Goggins
What does everybody know about
ton and 1 answered 1t. Almo straight
across-ten. seven and three
Mr.. Crisp gasped and rolled his squint
eye lu6icrously.
Great guns. Charley. You had 1t all
doped out last night. and here we've
been waiting for IT..
Telegram for Mr.. Goggins.' The
lookout at the door spoke He thrust
the yellow envelope through an inch
wide crack. and Mr.. Goggins reached out
and took 1t. They were standing by the
entrance. The betting commissioner read
the dispatch with evident satisfaction.
IT'S from the stable" he announced.
They're bidding Almo up. It's five. two
and even now. Bitney's got It, of course.
His wire is straight from the track. Bet
ter hop aboard, boys. If you're going to-"
He walked of unceremoniously.
See that" cried Mr.. Crisp eagerly.
ITS a sure thing. Almo, And you pick
ell him. Charley. Let's go to it while we
can. And say, I'm going to play that
colt to win. Five to one is the tune.
Come on
Mr.. Bitney himself was in the cage
when they crossed to It. They were
still paying of on the second race.
Everybody seemed to have won. or so It
looked to Charley. When their chance
came Mr.. Crisp pushed In a stack Of
bills.
Derby. Alno to win. Thirty thousand
four hundred" he stated.
Mr.. Teeters wtggled his mustache in
furious excitement The odd four hun
dred was his. He stood to win two thou
sand. The ticket-writer scratched off a
card and showed 1t over to Mr.. Crisp.
Charley hesitated at the wicket.
"Well?" snapped Mr.. Bitney. Spit It
out They's others waiting"
"An right" Charley appraised the pool
room manager. Here's fifty thousand.
Almo. Want to see it covered, though
Betting running high. May break you
Mr. Bitney's parrot nose went up till
his teeth showed.
"oh! You're one Of these wise ginks"
he sneered. What's your uoniker. lit
tie man.
Charley Carter"
Write him a check. Aeck. and let him
see It," commanded the boss.
Amt taking paper" remarked Char
ley affably.
They commenced crowding around him.
the others in the room. Mr.. Link placed
his elbow In the stomach Of one Of them
Get back" he growled.
The man gave a yelp and curse in the
same breath. Mr.. Links elbow had
steam behind It.
Here. Here" cried out Ben Goggins.
showing his way to the front What's
the matter here? These are friends Of
mine
Mr.. Bitney explained the situation.
Well. cover his money" advised Mr..
Goggins. You don't have to put up the
odds. The race amt run yet. Cover 1t,
Put it in the envelope with his own stuff
and seal It. How does that suit your" he
asked Charley when it was done
Bully" Charley answered. Much
obliged"
Mr.. Goggins munbled something and
eft him. Mr.. Crisp followed. The tele-
graph operator called the race. and the
crowd hustled over to him Charley
peeped at his watch. It was half-past
three. His mouth twitched at the cor
ners in secret smile. and he moved
away from the cage. Mr.. Teeters was at
his heels.
Mr.. Link remained at the cage. He
was lighting a cigar and having trouble
with It
They're on" heralded the telegraph
operator.
Charley spoke to Mr. Testers out OF
The side of his mouth.
Something's doing. Get over to the |
door. Slow. Roundabout Knock the man |
On the head II he opens It
"Gollanighty. Come-On! What"
Co.. said Charley.
Mr.. Teeters began to circle the room In |
! daza When Mr.. Carter used that tone |
here was but one thing to do-go,
The Kentucky Derby course is a mile
md a quarter. The barrier is at the |
pole. Passing the stand |
he frst time the man at the key inform
ID the room that Kismet led, Early Boy
vas second and Dicky s. third On the
he announced that Early
Boy had forged ahead. Dicley 8 was
closing up on Kismet. and the field was
punched. Almo was not mentioned.
Charley looked around for Mr.. Crisp.
he was standing with Mr.. Goggins on