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HOW THE PARSON TIPPED A WINNER It seems that a parson may do worse than occasionally tip a winner become the author of an anti-racing bill, for instance. The Rev. II. M. Xcild, in the columns of The Young Man, tells how he first gained the car of the working classes at the AVesleyun mission ill Bradford, England: "I was announced to speak on liorsc racing from the title Whatll Win? In the vestry I found a postcard, which read: Re your address, "Whatll Whi?" Uacklers Pride is good business for the Cambridgeshire. Anxious to see what proportion of betting men I had in tho 2,300 assembled, I read the card o the crowd. Tho answering roar at the horses name told me all I wished to know, and for forty minutes I had strained attention as I showed that worklngmen were being rogued and rooked wholesale liy an organized conspiracy on the part of bookmakers, touts, tipsters and trainers. The sequel was astonishing. Hecklers Pride won the race the following Wednesday. As by magic it went through the city, and particularly the workshops, that the parson at Eastbrook had tipped the winner for the Cambridgeshire. "
