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FALES OF THE TURF. My Only Bet. Back 'osses, sir ? Lor' bless you no- r not me. Too risky a game, sir. Not but what I did 'ave a flutter once, and that's what made a man of me, in a manner o' speakin'. Tell you about it ? Certainly, sir, as you don't seem in no particular hurry. Well, I think a drop o' rum hot would be as good AS anythink. Thank you, sir—my respects. It happened four, or it might be five, year ago, and I was mostly on night work at the time, One evening, about this time o' the year, I drove a young gent from a club in the West End-a warmish shop it was, too, by all accounts—to his rooms near Brook-street. It was foggy, and uncommon coid, and when I set him down he would have me take a drop o' somethink short, besides payirl ,roe about double fare. '• He told me to be on the look-out for him next night, and you may be sure I didn't forget. 44 Well, it got to me drivin' him reg'lar he seemed to 'ave took a fancy to me, and I'm sure I'd 'ave done anythink in the world for him. He was one o' the generous, open-handed sort, kind and pleasant-a real gentleman was Mr Duncombe. When I was takin' off my lot one night —he ast me the very same question as you ¡ did, sir-if I backed 'asses. 4 4 "Cause if you do,' he says, you must 'ave a bit on Flycatcher for the Liverpool Cup it's a moral,' he says. I told him I ad no money for games o' that sort, so he laughed, and said I was a sensible chap, and advised me to stick to it. 14 But you shall have a sov. in with me all the same,' he says. •' Thank you, sir,' says I, and thinks no more about it. 44 A couple o' nights after I was left the last on the stand, getting on for one in the morning. Mr Duncombe ad gene 'ome early, for a wonder, and I'd 'ad a fare or two since. ¡ 44 It was cold and drizzlin', and I was more'n halt inclined to chuck it, when some 'un yells "Ansotii from the other side of the road, and I sees a couple o' gents wavin' their umbreilers. I takes 'em up, and they tells me to drive em to a place beyond the Regent's- park. It was a longish stretch at that time I o' night, but they was got up like toffs, and I thinks I might easy get a iJiG extry out o' them. Mine was quite a nobby turn-out, I can tell you—latest style, rubber tyres, and all that. The streets were a'most deserted, and we bowls along very smooth and quiet. By-'n'-bye I began to hear my fares a-talkin'. I wasn't takin' no sort o' notice till I caught th? word Flycatcher.' Oh — ho!' thinks I, 'that's Mr Dun- combe's fancy. This is gettin' interestin' 44 It was only then it occurred to me that I could 'ear 'em talkin' very plainly, and I I looks at the trap. It wasn't nearly shut— just said to, like, and by stoopin' down a bit I could catch every word. You've no idea how easy it is to hear what peopie say in a ansom when the trap s open. Most on 'em yells at you as if you was a mile off but, lor' bless you a whis- per would nearly do. 44 It wasn't long before I heard somethink as made me sit up. in a manner o' speaking. I can't repeat everythink just as they said I it, but it amounted to this— One o' these ere parties, it seemed, had a 'oss which he thought could beat every- rhink in the Liverpool Cup except this 'erc Flycatcher, and his pal was a bookmaker as 'ad laid a lot o' money again the 'oss, so if Flycatcher 'ad broke his bloomin' neck you bet they wouldn't have cried much. From what I could pick up they 'ad been tryin' on I a lot o' games, but none on 'em had come off. j 44 Howsomever, they 'ad managed to square things at last. They had got hold of [ a lad as 'ad been discharged from the very stable where Flycatcher was trained, and through a mate of his he 'ad got an impres- sion in wax of the key of the 'oss s box. A duplicate was made from this—one o' the coves I was drivin' had got that done—and j Apt la4, was to get into the stableyard the rJfjht. by a way known taiumadlf, and tii :0;; lie oss. when I set my gents down you may W sure I took particular notice of the street and number. They paid me liberal, I will say, but for all that I made up my mind to put a spoke in their wheel. Next mornin' I sent an excuse to the boss, and went to Mr Duncombe's rooms about eleven. 1 knew it was no use going sooner, for he wasn't much of an early bird -le-Astways, at that end o' the mornin'. When I got there he was at breakfast, and not to be disturbed as a pert-lookin' slavey told me. Will you tell 'im,' says I, that Jem, the cabby, wants to see 'im on most import- ant business, my dear ? 4 4 4 Your dear, indeed!' she says, with a sniff. But she came back quite affable in a minute or two. and tells uue to walk up. Well, old chap,' said Mr Duncombe, 4 what on earth's the matter with you ?' 44 4 Nothink's the matter with me. sir,' says I; 4 but there'll be somethink serious wrong with Flycatcher soon if you don't look out. He nearly jumped out of his chair. 4 What the devil do you mean ? he says. "So I up and told him. When I had I finished, he sat a long time thinking. I Youdidn't happen to catch any of their names ?' 4 Well, no sir,' I said, I didn't, though I fancy as one called the other Smivvy, or somethink like that.' 44 4 Smivvy ? You're sure it wasn't Smiddy T he asked. That was it, sir,' T ,s- Smiddy.' 44 He drew along u. 'A-h he said. !<" .a"ht that d—d scoundrel would have a hand in it but I shall get even with him.' 44 4 Well, Jem,' he says, after a bit, you've done me a rare good turn. Fly- catcher belongs to my brother, and he's a very valuable animal. I think he's certain to win the cup, and we've backed him for a lot of money. If your information turns out all right, of which I have no doubt, you'll come in for something handsome. Meanwhile, here's a trifle to be going on with,' and he hands me a fiver. 44 Oh no, sir," says I, that's alto- gether out of the way. Half-a-sov. would I pay me well enough.' gs, 1 Nonsense he says, 4 put it in your pocket. 44 Then a sudden notion came into my head. I don't know what brought it there, for I 'adn't thought of it when 'e put the fiver in my 'and. Well, sir.' says I, seein' as 'ow this fiver came promiscus like, without me never doing nothink for it, and I shan't miss it nohow, would you be so kind as to put it on the 'oss for me ? Mr Duncombe bust out, laughin'. Poor Jem V he says, bitten ? Well, as you like. I'll see you have good odds to your money.' So I said good mornin' and left him. Well, sir, Mr Duncombe went down to the training stable that day and when night came he and the trainer hid themselves in a box next to Flycatcher's. It was long after midnight when the nobbier turned up, and the first they 'ea.rd of him he'was trying his key in the lock. They found afterwards that he had got over the wall by means of a tree which grew close by—an old dodge of his when he had been employed in the stable. They jumped out at once and secured him, and when he was searched they, found some poisoned bnlls, which would have stiffened the colt in no time. 44 After that you may be sure better watch was kept, and it was a weight off their minds w hen Flycatcher won his race, which he did in a canter. Mr Duncombe sent for me a few days after, and handed me £ 200. 4 It's a bit over the odds,' he said, with a laugh but my brother and I have added a little to it, and we hope it will do you good.' I tried to thank him, but there was a big lump in my throat, and blest if I could get a word out. Well, it didn't matter-I think he knew what I'd 'ave liked to say. 44 That was my first bet, sir, and my last. A. piece &' luck like that don't happen to a aaan twice in a lifetime."

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