Racing Anecdotes.

Feilding Star, Volume XVI, Issue 178, 28 January 1895, Page 2

Racing Anecdotes.

At an up-country meeting the judge the principal storekeeper in the township had never acted before in that capacity. The favourite, a bay mare was chasing a grey gelding, and got to bis girths as the post was reached. " The bay !" shouted an influential visitor. " The grey !" yelled everyone else The owner of the favorite was satisfied he'd lost, and said so, when the judge announced a " dead heat." As he got down from the box he met the owner of the grey, who said, " Well, I never question a judge's decision, but if my fellow didn't win by half a length I'm d d " " Weel, mon," said the judge. " he rnicht, for I just got flurried wi' a 1 the shoutin' and claver, an* I got my een aff them, aud as one said the bay and ither folk the grey, I thocht a dead heat was just the fairest thing I could gie them." At a small country meeting the judge's box was a large barrel, such as china is sometimes packed in. A well-known ■ wner, a big man and a resourceful one, had backed his horse, which was a little slow, though a stayer, for the principal event, but as the horses were rushing to the post he saw his horse could not get up in time. Roaring out " Dead heat !" j he clapped both hands on the judge's shoulders and put his weight on them The head of the barrel went in. The judge did not see the finish and it was no race. He saved his money