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NOT SUPERSTITIOUS ABOUT NUMBER 13 BY EDWARD W. COLE. SARATOGA SPRINGS, N. Y., August 23. The death of Joseph E. Seagram, one of the oldest, if not the oldest, of Canadian . sportsmen, brings to mind many incidents during his life. There was hardly a time that he would not wager on a spider race or the toss of a coin when he knew he had an even chance. On a good horse, or the turn of a card, he. would stake what to some persons would mean a fortune. Mr. Seagram was one of the real sportsmen of his day. Tom Gallagher, one of the elder brigade of turf writers, tells a story in which one of Mr. Seagrams horses played a part. "It was at Morris Park," said Tom, "and Mr. Seagram had a horse named Coburg. Old John Daly, once the partner of David Gideon, sat in his box and, havihggcGirC0bnrg,annup7nt-his-iigent-to-tlic betting ring with an order to bet ,000 straight and ,000 place on Coburg. When the messenger returned ho pointed to the fact that Coburgs number on the program was No. 13. "That makes no difference to the horse," answered Mr. Daly; "in fact, you just go and double that bet up and make it ,000 each way; I am like Joe Seagram and No. 13 plays no part in my life, not being superstitious. The agent returned, having obtained odds of 15 to 1 and G to 1 for the money. Coburg won the race and Daly instructed his commissioner to always call his attention to anything which had a smack of superstition attached to it so that he could go with it. John Daly was one of those characters who would much rather go out of his way to walk under a ladder than step aside to dodge it.
