Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-04-17

You know" said the sweet young thing,
| reflectively, as she let her gaze wander
| over the picturesque race track at Havre
de Grace out to where the Susquehanna
| River dimpled and sparkled in the after
noon sun, you can lose an awful lot of
money by not betting"
To those devotees of the ancient and
| more or less honorable sport known as
following the ponies" who were in the
vicinity this was n new philosophy and
they drew nigh not to miss the pearls
of wisdom dropping from the young ones
lips. It's the consensus of opinion that
one can lose a lot of money by betting,
but here was new theory and that spec.
tacular portion of humanity-they OF the
loud checks and they OF the 'hot tips
are ever ready to lend a willing ear TO a
new theory.
"Just think" the youthful oracle con-
tinued, nodding her pale blue ostrich
pumes sagely, I'VE lost $3.50 by not
betting on Borax', s16 by not betting on
Ruth Strickland and $40. or was II S11,
by keeping Off King Worth We might
have had the new guestroom set, Jack.
dear, II we only hadn't been so cautious"
Jack dear smiled a smile which, trans
lated, was not exactly one Of man who
has been 80 cautious"
In truth, he SHE'D away from the betting
Ring, where that interesting process known
as "cashlnR in was taking place, with
movement as nervous as JnHL Oh u S-yedi-
old led to the post for the first time.
But the sweet young thing who was his
bride clung to his arm rapturously as
they made their way to the train and
said she thought the races were perfect,
simply perfect" and she couldn't under
stand why they" said such mean things
about them
1t was n hard matter, indeed even for
those unfortunates whose wallets had
suffered that fatal emaclation which might
properly be described as galloping
disease to realize that Saturday afternoon
at Havre de Grace was other than per-
feet.
Like a dream river, the ultramarine
Susquehanna lay partly enveloped in an
exquisite lavendar sheen. which deep
ened and darkened into gorgeous purple
as 1t veied the low Maryland hills in the
background. The air was as balmy as
the poets make 1t, and the brilliant sun
shine blazed like unaloyed gold on the
5000 or more people who, with the joy
of the spring pounding in their veins and
the more visible evidences of the season
perched on their heads, forgot to be down
cast when their favorite lunches lurked
in the background, and remembered only
to scream with enthusiasm when the
baby" on whom they had stalted their
So, or their $500, hotfooted it first in front
of the Judges stand.
Only the young man who disapproves
gambling refused to respond to the almost
irresistible appeal of the afternoon, From
the very cradle, 1t seems, he has thought
betting immoral indulgence. But the
woman tempted him, and he did descend,
with fear in his heart and pain in his
conscience, into that den of iniquty known
as the betting ring.
There with an air OF conscious recti-
ture that had been cruelty perverted. he
set about carrying out the womans ex-
pliclt directions.
II was just about TO inquire of some
one" he told her morosely afterwards.
"where and how I was to, ah, place your
money when gentleman of distinguished
bearing-I assure you he had all the ear
marks of a well-bred man--approached
me, doffing his hat from his sllvery white
head.
RIGHT FROM FEEDBox.
"'Beg pardon, suh.' he said to me
courteously, Il am from Louisville and I
know the hawses purity we'll, sub. and IL
you have any spare change, sub, have 1t
direct from the stable, suh that Sharpnel,
as purity bit of horsehesh, sub, as was
ever led on to the track, is the hawse of
the day. Yes, sub. I've put TO hundred
dollabs down. OF co'se 1 wouldn't tell
everybody this, subj
II gave him S5," the young man con.
tinued, "and before l could tell him