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race. It would have broken her heart had he lost, and they 

 mingled their tears in front of 6,000 people. 



A gentleman whose ancestors were in the procession 

 that crossed the Red Sea in the days of Pharoah and Moses 

 is among my acquaintances. He keeps a clothing store, but 

 he has sporting blood in him, and there was never a day one 

 season that he did not come to me and whisper in my ear : 

 " Haf you anyding goot, mine dear f rient ? " I gave him two 

 or three tips that I thought well of and he played them and 

 won. But after a time it became monotonous to have him 

 haul me out of crowds where I was talking with some gentle- 

 men and ask the same question. By this time it had got so 

 that he came to me after every race and wanted informa- 

 tion. He would often drag me off into dark places, under 

 the steps or in the recesses. Once he pulled a sandwich out 

 of his pocket and said suavely: 



" Meester Davis, loog whad I have got for you. Vat er 

 nice santwich. Gif me some tips." 



This was the last straw. I resolved to break him then 

 and there and give him such a jolt that he would never come 

 near a race track again. Looking over my program, I picked 

 out a horse that I knew would figure about 200 to i. I was 

 sure he did not have the slightest chance to win, for the 

 owner had told me he had been sick and that he was just 

 putting him in the race for work — that he could not win. 



" Morris," said I, " here is a good one, but I want you 

 to swear that you will not give it to any one else, because we 

 are going to make one of the grandest killings of the year 

 with him. It will make us all rich." 



He swore by the weeping Rachel and Joseph's coat of 

 many colors that he would allow himself to be cut into pieces 

 by wild Indians sooner than divulge the secret. 



" Play this horse,'' I whispered, pointing to the name of 

 the no-account, " and put every cent you can beg, borrow or 

 steal on him. Soak something, Morris. You must have a 

 good, big bet down on him." 



He thanked me and went away to hustle for money. He 

 saw every friend he had and borrowed everything he could 

 possibly get. Then he had quite a roll on him, all of which 

 he wagered on my selection. 



