HE KNEW

Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 55, Issue 3927, 16 July 1937, Page 2

HE KNEW

CONFIDENCE TRICK Every now and again in a world where the “smart Alec” finds “there is one born every minute,” a “mug” turns up who isn’t quite what he seems. This is the story of a simple country farmer—at least, that is his general appearance. He was at a country meeting when he was approached by a stranger, who told him he had in his possession a tip for a winner. The horse was owned by his (the stranger’s) uncle, but it so happened that the speaker had made a mistake and left most of his cash at home. Would the farmer like the information —the consideration being that he should give a. third of the winnings to the stranger. The farmer appeared mug-like and allowed himself to be led round to the £5 window—but there he stopped. “What is the name of the horse?” he queried. The stranger whispered in his ear. “What!” said the farmer. “Your uncle owns that horse?” “Yes,” he replied. “My boy,” said the farmer, “you are talking to the owner of the horse. Come over here.” The stranger was introduced to a detective.