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JOCKEY G. SWAINS CONVICTION. After G. Swain, the boy who had thrown a race away on Druid to Royal Lady at Sheepshead a few days ago, and was making his. way to the paddock, he was asked: "Whats the matter, Jock? Did you claim a foul?" "Yes, I claimed a foul," answered the western rider. Then, as an afterthought he added. "I certainly spilled the beans." "You sure did," was the comment of Porter and a dozen others jojned In the chorus. One western visitor looking after Swain re marked 4houKhtfully: "Do you know Its just about sick him Mike and gat him Jack between Swain and Tommy Meade,, they are so much alike. This boy Swain is the best coon singer you ever hoard. He has another trick that makes a great hit. He will sneak up behind you and grab your leg and growl like a dog. Its so real you hike for a hospital to have the bite cauterized. You fellows are kicking about his riding, but I want to tell you hes a powerful good dog."
