The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 17, 1934, Page 6

IUETHOUVHAE OA GHTACUESOA APE TAS UNVHACONGAUGONSSOOOATEEAAUUAASUR AU ouwe ene WRAP rete wm pty OTMRATTTTTTTOTETTY MBOETTTeTTTTeonTeInUUUOTeeUETT TATUM ATELATAE AAA TeTe tt su {OMA TTT TTT He STTTIUTUANUNUUUUOUULULL DUVALL CUCU tt ail = acketys lp You —_ a ee ott HAULAAUNAOUAAL UNOS 0 HAAN A By Max Riddle N one of those golden August after- noons when horse racing brings the famous Spa of Saratoga out of its 11-month-long doldrums, two young men walked out upon the turf to watch the horses being saddled. At this particular time, Twenty Grand had monopolized the public eye, and with him, his very able jockey, Charley Kurtsinger. As the two young men walked about viewing the horses, a dwarfish little fellow came up and accosted them. “Do you see that fellow over there?” he whispered excitedly. ‘“That’s Charley Kurt- singer's brother”; and as the two men turned curiously, “I just saw him bet 500 berries on a horse in this race. He must know something sure. Ask him who he bet on, will ya, pal?” “Ask him yourself,” one of the men replied. And after some hesitation the little fellow approached the boy and whispered his question. The boy so questioned seemed not to take his eyes from the saddling scene, but his lips moved perceptibly, and his finger pointed secretively toward a name on his program. Instantly the dwarfish boy disappeared toward the betting commissioners, The young fellow laughed in apparent amusement as the dwarf scurried off and then asked the young men if they knew him. The three moved toward another stable group and the youth designated as “Charley Kurtsinger’s brother” asked the men if they were connected with the track in any way. ‘4 By that question he tipped his hand. He was a tout, and touts, unless absolutely certain of their ground, and no matter how smooth their little act, must protect themselves by asking that question. Appearances are often deceptive. Not every person who looks it is a sucker, and conversely, some race track suckers are success- ful, and very dignified, business men. HE trick mentioned above has been success- fully used all over the world in one form or another. Had the tout been allowed to con- tinue, he would have gone on something like “By the way, pal, my brother gave me a sure thing in this race. Charley isn’t riding this one, but the jocks had a meeting down at the hotel last night and he was there. This race is a cinch for those ‘in the know’ with plenty of juicy odds, Want to get aboard for a few bucks?” Do you feel yourself slipping? A sure thing! Long odds! Just a few select people “in the know,” and you're one of them. Let sthe suckers squawk. You'll go home with your It's a combination of circumstances that tempts the most hardened of race-goers. The lure of whispered information. Information that mH HOCH AMSAT RE Thousands of suckers are taken in at every big meet by “inside dope” ---without stopping to wonder why the touts who give it out---for a price---aren’t rich themselves comes straight from the big shots! And if you let your tout get started on his story, chances are you'll slip and take his tip. At a race track, secret information goes in one ear, and common sense goes out the other. It might be added that money goes out of the UT all touts do not hang around the paddock rail, or mutuel windows. Far from it, in fact, for the richest and most successful touts never have to go near a race track. They operate through any one of a score of magazines printed and pub- lished almost solely for their benefit. This second type of tout works in one of two ways. Either he advertises himself as an infallible selector of long shots, or he announces that. he has a “system” for sale which has already taken the “bookies” for millions of She picks her man and asks him how to read the racing form, then she said he was a trainer told her about that horse. . . . She makes money, does this lady. Everyone claims to know that you can’t beat the races. But everyone equally believes that you can beat one race—if you know how, and upon whom, to bet. And the tout is hoping that you'll believe the latter with all his con- Have you got $250 to spend? If you have, there’s an outfit that will positively guarantee you winners or give you your money back. Naturally, you put up your money first. The name of the horse to bet on is then sent you. This outfit advertises to pay $500 to any re- liable turf man who gives them the name of a winning horse a certain number of days ahead of time, and provided it pays better than five Now this writer confesses never having had $250 at a time when he felt like investigating this method. However, certain things are imme- diately clear. Each time the dopesters give a winning horse they are ahead $250. however, must bet a ‘What about your stable information now? It was easy for Trainer Feustel to say that Man o° War was a cinch to win. Trainer Healey could say the same thing about Equi- poise. But Man o’ War was beaten once, and Equipoise has been beaten more than a dozen times. And, moreover, this type of horse doesn’t come half a dozen times in a There are three kinds of touts, and you may be one type of tout yourself, albeit uncon- Here is the way an advertisement of one of “Do you want winners? Then be with me ~ “With my entire staff right here with me— ‘on the grounds—making tabs of the condition of all horses, clocking secret workouts, gaihing stable information from ny many contacts, and learning through authentic sources when various stables are out to win, I can say, in all truth— “Be with me in Kentucky!” Week after week, moath after month, such ads as this one greet the turt fan as he picks up his favorite turf publication. If you see the ad long enough, you'll believe it. And believ- For months you sce the ads. Read them just out of curiosity, Common sense tells you to . stay’clear of “Jockey Jones,” or whatever name the “commissioner” has affected. But after » while you begin to slip. Maybe there’s some truth in it after all. Only $10 for six days’ trial. Careful, you're nibbling at the, bait! IHE first type of tout is the one alluded to He may be a ragged stable “ginny” or exercise boy. Or he may be a corpulent, well-dressed, courtly mannered south- erner who was “bo'n and bred in old Kain- tuck’, suh.” Beautiful ladies find it a pleasant and rather lucrative game. One beautiful woman has been attending the races at Saratoga for years. She is apt to pick her man and ask him how to read the racing form. And then she'll tell him that a certain man who said he was a trainer told her about that horse. She makes money, does this lady, with surprising regularity. Touts of this type flourish chiefly because [ i i if 1? if F } s 2 f | ® ig ~ are crooked, and that all track men know in ad- vance what horse will win the race, Deny any foreknowledge of the result and you are in danger of losing your friend. He will tell you that he has done plenty of for you, and now... . And it is this type o! person who will place implicit ragged of stable boys, never stopping himself why this pundit is i “I clocked this horse in 1: i a secret workout—watched them hop that horse till he'll win by a block if he doesn’t getting to the post—eaw that minutes ago.” Listen AUN