Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1939-12-22

and he had no trouble getting $2Ol
of it bet on Third street. With q
purpose in view he took the remain
ing hundred to his friend, Bob Kline
"f1l take as much as you want te
bet, Slim" And when Slim asked Il
there was an action in the East or
knight Errant for today's race Kline
told him not dime had shown yet.
Kline was close Tipped. The nature
of his business demanded it. But ne
had been known to stretch piont fol
friend.
There was a moment of silence
while Kline looked steadily at Slim
out of cold, calculating eyes and then
as though he had decided Slim could
be relied on not to reveal the source
of his information, he told him what
he had found out from the East by
telephone shortly before Slim came
in.
"There's action on a horse called
Lightning Bug in the Knight Errant
race" Kline said. "And it's Bassitt's
money"
Slim listened, thundertruck.
"You mean to tell me Bassitts got
Dimples Draper, his own rider, sit
ting on knight Errant while he's bet
ting on another horse in the same
race?" Slim asked.
ut looks that way, Slim. l just
got done talking to New Jersey on
the telephone. That's where Bassitt
does his betting"
"Well, thanks for the information"
"You can off the hundred you got
with me if you want to SLIM"
"That's mighty white of you, Bob,
but let it ride and I'll just charge it
off under the head Of experience"
And Slim strobe, furiously, out OF
Kline's place. He found he just had
time to catch a peninsula special that
would get him to the track by 1880
that forenoon.
That would give him chance to
mosey around before the first race
post time to see what Bassitt was up
to, though Slim knew Kline was thor
oughly reliable and would not cross
him.
The thought of Bassitt, using Heath
er's colt, both coming and going
to bet on and to bet against-roused
his anger.
Waiting for him to step off the spec
ial was Snapper, revealing in the be-
lief that in knight Errant today the
two had tumbled onto one of those
rare specie of "can't-missers" that
bob up at such sparse intervals on
a race track.
Snapper was already giving the
palms of his hand the Croesus rub.
Get it all DOWN." he asked Slim.
in regard to the money Maynard had
bet in San Francisco.
"Yeah," was Sims hollow reply
"on stiff" And he told what he had
learned.
"Holy smoked" gasped Snapper,
"can't we off the BETS"
Eat chance at this hour Of the day.
No; all we can do is sit here and
watch ourselves get taken for nice
buggy ride"
Snapper's chin dropped and there
was a faraway look in his eyes.
81 hope Flo Kane didn't get her bet
down." he said, almost in an under
tone. W
Slim leveled two steely eyes at Snap
per, and asked:
"How does Flo come in on this?"
Flo, a mutual friend, lived in Chi
cago. She had been show-girl with
a bit of talent, until the curves Of
her once 1.-the figure started accumu-
lating in one place. Now she had a
small dress shop on Wilson avenue.
She was one of that hard working
"good fellow" type Of girls.
Flo liked race crackers because
they spoke her language, and her
small place on the North Side was
practically home to Slim and Snapper
during the summer season at Airing
ton, Lincoln Fields and Washington
Park. Slim valued her friendship.
"Come on now, Snapper, want to
know! What has Flo got to do with
all this? 2"
"I uh sent her wire say
ing Knight Errant would win sure and
1 q. 1 signed your name to it,"
Snapper gulped.
Slim knew Flo trusted him. He