Evening star., 1926-04-04

about 10 o'clock? And don't l have to
| be out there on the track with the
| boys at 5? Guess we better forget the
| cares that infest the day. VIII you
set the alarm clock, mother?
THERE were two outstanding fea-
lures of the next days racing card
to occupy the interest and attention
of the talent" and in both features
the name of Z. B. figured prominently.
The first, of course, was the fact that
Perigord nosed outthe heavily backed
favorite, e. BIS Emulator, in the
Mermentau Handicap.
! The second dealt with a big bay
claiming platter, Canobean, who, for
the fifth time in his career at the fair
grounds, failed to unkink himself in
time to finish in the money. Cano-
bean, entered by the Delaney Stables
in the sixth race, finished fourth over
distance of a mile and furlongs.
What gave the insiders jolt was that
Il. b. Charnley, after Canobean had
thus quite definitely proved himself
worthless on race track, should
claim him for the full claiming price
Of $1,000. when he probably might
have bought him outright for less.
"Old Man +, B. must be eatin' 1t off
the pdCh VI HIS IldIlu, VI oOIfiSbh!iASb
remarked Blue Grass Billings.
IT'S over my head like circus
tent" agreed Solly Gelbman What
do you suppose ails Canobean?'
He's just one of those unkinkable
things" replied Blue Grass oracularly.
He's slow starter, built so that he's
got to run a mile or more before he
gets warmed good and moving fast.
Take today, and the rush he was
making the last two eighths. He was
moving faster'n any other horse on
the field at the finish, but he was SO
far behind by the time he got started
that there wasn't chance to catch
up"
Maybe f. B. wants to save him for
the long features--2 miles and that
stuff"
Nix. They tried him in a 2-mile
race once, and he died in the stretch.
Hain't got two whole good miles in his
whole muscle-bound, unkinkable frame.
They've given him five starts at differ
ent distances now. He's got about
furlongs of real speed in him, and II
takes him a mile to get warmed up TO
it. But at mile and furlongs he's
too late getting started; at miles
he's done shot his bolt: and at any dis
tance lessn a mile he can't even get
started at all"
Blue Grass opinion was pretty gen
orally shared among the wise ones.
For once f. B. had evidently been
left at the post. Even Holy Joe Trum-
BILE could not keep from taking dig
at the old kentuckian. of whom, as
rule, he stood rather in awe.
When you going to start Cano-
BEAM" Trumble asked one day, smil-
ing.
Fright soon. reckon" f. B. re-
piled mildly. "He seems to be shapin
we'll"
THAT ain't what the railbirds tell
me-"
"We-e-ell. Trumble, when you get to
be nv age, you'll maybe learn that
the railbirds didn't write all the book.
There's one or two things even some
of the >railbirds amt found out yet.
'Al right, E. B., let it go at that.
What distance you going to try him
at this timer
"Six furlongs, I was thinking of, "
"Six furlongsi Why. that oat hound
don't start to run until after a mile.
You start him at furlongs and he'll
get mixed up with the finish of the
next race"
"So?"
"'Course he will--if he's lucky and
do that, he won't be finished by even
then"
''We-e-ell, you may be right. / don't
aim to have folks think l know it all. +"
ouch, What a dirty crack! Mean
ing TO say do, eh? Well l tell you
what, E. B. When you do start Cano-
bean at furlongs, don't patronize the
other books. I'll give you some rea,
sure 'nough odds, or let you take an
write your own ticket. So be a good
egg and do your betting with me that
race, will you?"
Thank you. Trumble," replied E. B.
equally "Since you put it that way,
don't be surprised If l take you at
your word"
Trumble laughed uproariously as he
retailed the conversation to his inti-
mates later. They, too. appreciated the
jest, and, seeking out E. B., asked
him to let them in on the melon when
it was ripe. E. B. took the batting in
good part; so much so that the book