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remembered all this. Things happened that were 

 kind of echoes ! 



Now I was always a great friend of Phil. All the 

 same, in common with others, I took the same view as 

 the Jockey Club. There is not a man living, how- 

 ever, who could say that " Pittsburg Phil " was ever 

 guilty of a dishonest action. I was never tired of 

 studying him, and could find new points about him 

 to interest me every day. We would travel together 

 and stay ilogether, but I never knew of his bets, and 

 very few others did either. 



It was rather curious, that autumn, that all the other 

 jockeys were up against me. It was all the better 

 for me, though, because they lost races through watch- 

 ing me too much and not attending to their own and 

 other horses. I had already heard that " Pittsburg 

 Phil " had been noting me, and had been backing 

 my mounts. Now, Sam Doggett was one of the 

 two jockeys riding for him. Evidently Phil wasn't 

 satisfied with him for some reason or other, for one 

 afternoon he asked me if I would ride his horse next 

 day. I did, and I won, and ever after that " Pittsburg 

 Phil " was my friend. It was a serious set-back for 

 Doggett though. ^ 



I rode many other horses for Phil, and although 

 we lived together I never knew beforehand if he had 

 backed a horse I was to ride, or whether he had laid 

 against me. He would never tell, me nor any other 

 man, whether he had won or lost, and, as I have said, 

 he was altogether very much like Charles Hannam, 

 in England. He kept his own counsel. You could 

 never tell from his face or from his manner after a 

 race whether things had gone as he wanted them to. 

 He could read a race better than anyone I ever knew. 

 Many a time he would notice something about a horse 



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