THE CAN’T LOSE TIP

Taranaki Daily News, 16 December 1932, Page 11 (Supplement)

THE CAN’T LOSE TIP

(By

“Paritutu.”)

Smith was a tipster, doing the small meetings, ever on the look-out for a mug. And here he had struck a regular Rube; carpet bag, hayseed/ fancy vest, nearly-gold horseshoe tie-pin and. all. And the Rube had a roll which Otairi couldn’t have jumped over in his best day. But the victim was wary. “I never heard of this horse winning a race,” he said. “No. But he could have,” replied the urger, “they’ve been pulling him up for months for this race.” “Has he ever run into a place?” was the next question. “Run into a place I should think he had,” was the prompt reply. “Why, didn’t he run Gloaming to a head once, at Trentham I think it was?” “How far was that?” queried Rube. “Seven furlongs,” lied the tipster, “and he is better over a mile.” “Has he been working well lately?” “Too right. he has! He • ran three in '34’ only yesterday morning.” ' “But ' three furlongs is not a mile,” said Rube dubiously. .. . The urger commenced to show disgust. “Look here,” he said at .length, “this nag ran third in- the . Great . Northern Foal Stakes; second in the C.J.C. Derby the same year; second in the' Grand National . . . Hurdles, I think it was; he got a place in the Oaks three years running; beat Bellringer in the Round-the-Moun-tain race; was .third to Kaponga and Patea in the seven-a-side; drew with Tommy. Donovan over 15 rounds; and ■finished up by beating Arne Borg over 1000 metres at the Olympic Games. If that form isn’t good enough, then you will never be satisfied!” Rube'handed over twenty of the best, and the tipster hurried away, to invest it with a bookmaker on'the outer, “so as not to spoil' the dividend’on the tote.” The thing” lost, so there you are!