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into the stand to dispute with them. I was informed by one 

 of the other judges that it was on account of a break made by 

 Kitefoot coming up the stretch. That made it more satisfac- 

 tory with me, because she did make a riffle, but not enough, 

 in my opinion, to take the heat away from her. This made 

 De Barry a sh'ght favorite, but not as much as I thought he 

 ought to be, he being a Boston horse and owned by a man 

 who always wanted his horses to win when tliey could. He 

 is a very popular man, a great road rider, and has generally 

 owned the best horses in Boston. They are driven by James 

 Golden, who always wants to win when it is in the pins. I 

 had up to this time done everything I could to lead the Bos- 

 tonians to believe that De Barry was the horse that day. 



It had been my custom while in Boston and elsewhere, 

 that when my friend Morse was selling pools and I was play- 

 ing any money, I would give him the order and let him play 

 it for me, as you have to be very careful nowadays how you 

 do the business, or the public will be on to your scheme. 

 People do not bet their money on races as they used to. 

 They do not bet on their own judgment, but watch for a 

 pointer, that is, watch the betting fraternity and follow them. 

 The masses will follow one or two men that in their opinion 

 have found out all about the race. My tactics were, that by 

 staying away from the pool box entirely and not giving any 

 order to Morse, he would also think DeBarry was the horse to 

 win. But I was disappointed, as DeBarry was not as strong a 

 favorite as I thought he would be. By this time I had be- 

 come better acquainted with my friend S. W., and I got him 

 to assist me in watching the betting, and when it came right 

 to play the money for me. He had done a little business in 

 that line for me before, and had placed a little money on this 

 race up to this time, but not much. We went out for the 

 second heat and it was a fight between DeBarry and Kite- 

 foot every inch of the road — as we never was out of a lap 

 from start to finish. I out-finished him a little and won the 

 heat by about a neck in 2:20^, and they gave it to me this 



