THE STRAIGHT TIP.

Globe, Volume XXI, Issue 1785, 10 November 1879, Page 3

THE STRAIGHT TIP.

By the Cranky Tout. The first day of the races, eighteen seventynine, The fields seem good, the town is full; I hope it may be fine. Now hurry, Jimmy Morton, just one more little nip, And in the strictest secrecy you can have my final tip; Although I plainly tell you that a fellow finds it bard To do vaticination unless he sees the card. For the first race on the programme, I should think that ten would start. As I don’t expect the top weights will think it good enough to part Their blooming little fivers, unless they have

a chance. I state the fact with all respect to pleasant

Mr Lance. I don’t think Foul Play will be there, and I have it in my head That Longlands flies at higher game, and rightly, Mr Stead ; But what of all the others, from the “ Fund ”

to Robin Hood ? _ Can Titania hump the weight ? Is Hibernian any good ? Is Elfin Eing the King of yore ? Which is Harry Goodman’s best ? If I only knew for certain, why the deuce can

take the rest. But anyhow, I’ll chance it—What’s the use of further talk ? I’ll go for blue and gold and black, and plump for—well for York. For the Derby Stakes that follow, eight I think are on the card, And to spot the blessed winner is a job they say is hard; But go and get a bob or two and back my little tip, It’s just the real Griffin. Hold on. It isn t Grip, Nor Billingsgate, nor Duchess, nor yet the brown “ On Dit ” ; While Midge I cannot stand at all. No

Adamant for me. Idalia’a son will run right well; but. bus

horses I’ll be torn by If I don’t think the riband blue will go to Ray and Hornby. Now what about the C.J.C. ? Well, 111 tell

you what I think ; The field ain’t half a had ’un, and most of ’em are pink. I can’t stand little Soukar, though an honest

horse and true, And I’d not back bolting Numa—not, at

least, if I was you. . The winner 1 should like to see in Mane

Antoinette, But the 16th Louis’ scrumptious bride cannot

tbe distance get. The chesnnt son of Ada at the post will not

be found. And I wouldn't back Atlantic—no ! not for one email pound. The handsome swift Natator is, I hear, not over well, And thus X cannot fancy him until he’s had a spell; For Laertes, the Australian, the distance is too long, And the backer of Oamballo must at the weights be wrong 5 The game and constant Pin fire will not indeed be last, But the field he has to battle with are for him a trifle fast. Of Chancellor, the sulky, what can I find to say Except that, if it’s “his day out,” he’s dangerous in the fray. Excuse me, if I hesitate, but here we have Kay’s pair— Maritana, Templeton. With which will he declare ? Ah ! there’s the rub. Oh ! Robert Bay, my tip to you I tend : The old bay mare—she’s fit and well—is the one you ought to send. Old Templeton is good enough, his time ain’t much amiss ; But nine stone eight’s a lump of weight in such a spin as this. I know he’s most consistent; a nice horse, too, to back. But you have the stayer, Longlands, and swift Mata on your track. Just stand to win with Money’s mare, or money you will drop ; Take my advice; I know you won’t—so Longlands is my pop. My opinion of the Welcome I suppose now you will ask. And to spot it. Master Morton, is not an easy task. There’s eleven well bred babies, all healthy, in good nick, . And it wants consideration which of the crowd to pick— There’s the chesnut son of Lacenfeed, who s been Tommy Lyford’s care. But I can [scarcely see it’s good enough to put my money there ; There’s Windsor, son of Albany, and the 1 Lady Florence colt, Which I shouldn’t be really much surprised if the latter were to bolt; There’s the speedy Mias Flat filly, trained by 1 “ George” at Middle Park, But whether she can go or not I’m completely 1 in the dark ; There’s the Bussley representative, old * Lurline’s sister Lure, 1 If she can’t go above a bit, why—she ought 1 to lam sure; , . ■ And next then comes the Blenheim colt—Bit ; George he’s called, they say,— . : I can’t stand him if, as I think, he takes his i name from “ Grey.” And novr to sum up matters, and to tell you 1 which will win,— , .... 1 Who’ll first catch Mr Studholme’s eye in this ; interesting spin. 1 The owners all are sanguine, and private tips are various; . But I predict a good Dead Meat 'twixt Sir 1 Moored and Hilarious.