The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18

OLuce roaring. mug
sat there, sucking at now dead
pipe, saying nothing. Finally Babe
reached his climax.
"You, you," he shook a fist at
the silent 120-pounder, then raised
himself to his full, massive stature.
eff you were only mans size I'd
beat the hell out of YOU"
Hug took the pipe from his lips,
continued to look full at Ruth.
eyes," he said quietly. "And if i
was your size you'd have jumped
out of that window ten minutes
ago."
There is the tale Reuben Gray,
inventor of the Australian starting
barrier now used at Hialeah, tells
about Phar Lap. Many turfmen
think that Phar Lap was an even
greater thoroughbred than Man O.
War, but no matter about that. He
was good and the big books were
loaded with money on him shortly
before the running of the Melbourne
Cup one year.
Something had to be done. Some
body tried to do it. Australians are
not quite as subtle as their Ameri-
can brethren. SpOnges, slow pills
and such modern aids to betting
coups do not appeal to them. When
they have glad task assigned to
them they strive to accomplish it in
the most efficient possible fashion.
Phar Lap was cantering around
his training track one day when an
automobile approached. This was
nothing new, people were always
wanting to get a glimspe of the
wonder horse. That day, though,
Phar Lap shifted, wheeled around so
suddenly that he almost upset his
jockey. A shot echoed. The automo-
bile sped away.
When investigation was made it
was discovered that if Phar Lap
had not wheeled around so suddenly
the bullet must surely have bumped
him off. Perhaps that explains the
misfortunes inflicted upon humans
who lack horse sense.
An enterprising campus reporter
might make a good story-at least
the human interest is there-out of
it. Anyhow, offer the tip as it
came to me from regretful alum
nus the other night.
The boys name is Sullivan. They
say he is the best football player
to enter Princeton in years, that he
is a good student and that he is
stepped in the Tiger tradition. But
he is ineligible because he played
freshman football at a college out
West-a full two minutes, they say.
There are other bits of stories. One
about the ring that Harry Hillman,
Dartmouth track coach, always
wears. 1t came to him in 1904 after
he had won 100, 200, 40 high hurdles
and three-legged race in the annual
Military meet. Lawson Robertson of
Penn was Hillman's partner in the
three-legged event and they still
hold the OIL record for the 100.
Eleven seconds, incidentally, is the
same time Eelen Stephens took
while winning the women's 100 in
the Berlin Olympics.
Another short bit is the one con-
corning the touchdown Kansas
scored to beat Iowa State in 1920.
Dayhawkers still call it the Dream
Touchdown" That is because DR..
Phog Allen, then coaching football
at Kansas, went to bed wondering
how to beat Iowa State. Then
dreamed about the formation which
produced the touchdown.
Finally there is the sad story of
Jimmy Kelly, who has blown the
better Part of three or four fortunes
on the bosses. Jimmy bet on his
first race thirty years ago, getting
100 to for $40 worth of faith in a
gee-gee named Niger Mike. Ever
since then he has felt that if he
ever could locate the b0okmaker
and collect his grand, fortune inn
mediately would change for him.