Some Humor of the Turf, Daily Racing Form, 1907-10-11


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, , SOME HUMOR OF THE TURF. "How did the horse come out of his race?" inquired the curious man of an owner whose steed , had been so Inconsiderate as to run second, beaten 1 a whisker. "Better than I did," was the answer. A piker who had the Belle of Jessamine tip for r the second race at Brighton Beach October 0, handed .fS 4o "Bismarck," a bookmaker once famous a in the days of Guttenberg as an attache and attendant of Fred AAalbauin. "Fifty-six to eight," said the German, who had S to I on his slate. "Xo, sixty-four to eight," exclaimed the piker. "Its fifty-eight to eight," cried Bismarck, scratching his head and thinking hard. Then his sheet ; writer whispered: "Sixty-four," and Bismarck looked relieved. "Speaking of jumpers and bad falls steeplechase e riders have had reminds me of a session of the e Poached Egg Club of delightful memory at Saratoga a a few years ago," said a cross-country enthusiast. "Charlie Trevathan, who is dead and gone, was ; there, and a number of good fellows, including a gentleman rider of some years back for whom no jump was ever too stiff in his day. The steeplechasers had the floor, and the talk ran on accidents and the length of time riders had been put out for after a fall. "By the way," said Trevathan to the gentleman " jockey, "how-long were you out the time Cyclone e fell with you?" "Twenty-nine days," replied the hard-riding one, ;: imperturbably, "and that broke all previous rec- ords." "Boomerang by Peep oDay Marie Lovell," mused d an old Guttenberger as he glanced at the entries In the seventh race at Brighton Beacli October 3. I "Remember Marie Lovell and old Bill Lovell? I Theres a one-time jockey hop-scotching around somewhere named Frankie Williams who remembers them both well enough. j "It was in the days when some of the boys were not above laying up a heat on occasion, and old Bill had Marie Lovell in one day well, well j say for work. Williams was up, and Bill said to him in the paddock: Xowj Frank, this js a nice mare. Dont hurt her. "Frank understood all right, but Marie Lovell ! got away from him and won by a block. "AVilliams told the story the next day. Old Bill lias about 110 acres down there in his place, said he, and I think I covered every acre of it when lie got after me. " At Latonia, October 7, Warner Griswell and Black Fox ran a race in which there was some rough riding, and out of it came this incident told by the Enquirer: "Some people are born lucky. A man got a tip from a friend of his to get a bet on Hazel Patch early, so he walked into the ring immediately after AVarner Griswell had passed under the wire just at the time Jack Sheehans book was a storm center. Jack had seen a foul, and he was willing to bet even money that the horse would be disqualified. The man with the Hazel Patch tip thought that the odds were on the next race and shoved up forty liones, got the ticket and hustled out to tell his friends about it. What t hell is this? asked his friend; you have a ticket here with disqualification written on it. AVhat does that mean? " I never bet on that horse, said the man, and they hustled back into the ring, and just then the little board was displayed. They went to Sheehans cashier for an explanation and were informed ihat tiie ticket was a winner, as Warner Griswell had not been set back. Oh, said the man, and pocketed the dough."

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