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November 5, 1864
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16874#0191
AFTER-DINNER REPORTING.
In their accounts of the late racing meeting at Newmarket, the
sporting reporters have been careful to relate the fluctuations in the
betting with much care and minuteness, stating, for our benefit, how
the odds stood at the Corner all throughout the day before, and up to
the moment of the start of each great race. The betting in the morning,
directly after breakfast, has been chronicled, as well as that done later
in the day. “Latest Betting before Dinner” on the eve of the
Cambridgeshire was announced in capital letters to the readers of the
Times; and one over-zealous gentleman, whom we privately commis-
sioned to keep us “posted up” as to the odds against the animals
expected at the post, was so good as to continue writing his despatches
even after he had dined. As far as his handwriting has been hitherto
deciphered, the following is his account of the doings at the Corner on
the evening before the Cambridgeshire was run:—
“ ARFER DIN-HINER BETTY BETTINGG.
“ As I prophesighed no thasnotrigh meanshay as I predic-hic-ted
business is more Anna mated doe think thasrigh either is it i -o ? hang
it can’t make note terrogation. In the hour before feedi—meanshay
before dinner there was nothing tall done—exshep glasshortwo bitters.
Specky—no scrashthatout—speckerlation is however much more active
now, and odds are offered with more wine—tlias not the word—mean
spirit. Birchbroom before dinner was swep cleanoutof Betty Bettingg
for nobody would handle him (MB joke is strickly copyrigh) But now
he is 52 no 25 to something, while Brick (thas me of course and so
heresh your goo heal ole boy) Brick I shay is 7 to nothing, no to some-
thing else. Ackworth has receded meantoshay advanced from 11 to 19
no 19 to 11, and as much as 3 to 12 in pennies I meansay in ponies
quadrupeds you know has been laid against nother horse I forget hish-
name jushnow but I’ll try and think of it next week. Somehow doe
know why I’ve a singing in my head and fellows talk soqueer I don’t
hear very kclearly, but I bliave from wha I hear tha Stockinger ze
favorite at 10000 to 1, but if he isnt I dont care an itsh not my faul I
shure you. Before dinner letsh shee yes we’d shoup and two shortsfish
and a glash or two of sherrhy and a glash or sho madeira and a barrel
or two of sham and a glash of fine ole Stilton ale with the cheese—mean
with zhe custards, before dinner I shay I shaid the herring men seemed
getting sweet on Saccky Sacco hang the name I wrote it allrigh then I
know qui forget it now burr its something about sugar and you can
rhyme it with Barometer. Doe know who they ’re sweet on now—
unleshit be the barmaid. But there’s Muzzyun I mean Muezzin at
1 to 99 and its 99 to 1 but a few of them are Muzzy uns. Who will
win I cant at present undertake to ind-hic-ate, but in looking at the
favorite as well as I can see I have two horses in my eye, and they both
mush prove zhe winner. You shall hear wha its name is when I can
recomember it, but I shant write any more because thish pen wont spell
and I cant remollect exactly what 1 want to shay. Besidesh I’ve no
time now to think, for its jush ten oclock and the posh goes out at 9
sho I shall scarcely shave it.
“ PS Waiter says Posh gone. Sho if you dont get this in time it
ishnt my faul is it i ” _ _ _
Settlement of the Moral Drainage Question.
Since Australia refuses to allow our convicts to come near her,
would Abraham Lincoln take them ? As recruits they would con-
stitute food for Confederate powder quite as good as the voluntary
refuse employed; and one sure advantage of sending them to fight the
battles of the Yankees would be that we should never see them again.
Horrible Affair.—At a dinner-party in the country the other day
a great sensation was caused by a gentleman dividing two ladies.
In their accounts of the late racing meeting at Newmarket, the
sporting reporters have been careful to relate the fluctuations in the
betting with much care and minuteness, stating, for our benefit, how
the odds stood at the Corner all throughout the day before, and up to
the moment of the start of each great race. The betting in the morning,
directly after breakfast, has been chronicled, as well as that done later
in the day. “Latest Betting before Dinner” on the eve of the
Cambridgeshire was announced in capital letters to the readers of the
Times; and one over-zealous gentleman, whom we privately commis-
sioned to keep us “posted up” as to the odds against the animals
expected at the post, was so good as to continue writing his despatches
even after he had dined. As far as his handwriting has been hitherto
deciphered, the following is his account of the doings at the Corner on
the evening before the Cambridgeshire was run:—
“ ARFER DIN-HINER BETTY BETTINGG.
“ As I prophesighed no thasnotrigh meanshay as I predic-hic-ted
business is more Anna mated doe think thasrigh either is it i -o ? hang
it can’t make note terrogation. In the hour before feedi—meanshay
before dinner there was nothing tall done—exshep glasshortwo bitters.
Specky—no scrashthatout—speckerlation is however much more active
now, and odds are offered with more wine—tlias not the word—mean
spirit. Birchbroom before dinner was swep cleanoutof Betty Bettingg
for nobody would handle him (MB joke is strickly copyrigh) But now
he is 52 no 25 to something, while Brick (thas me of course and so
heresh your goo heal ole boy) Brick I shay is 7 to nothing, no to some-
thing else. Ackworth has receded meantoshay advanced from 11 to 19
no 19 to 11, and as much as 3 to 12 in pennies I meansay in ponies
quadrupeds you know has been laid against nother horse I forget hish-
name jushnow but I’ll try and think of it next week. Somehow doe
know why I’ve a singing in my head and fellows talk soqueer I don’t
hear very kclearly, but I bliave from wha I hear tha Stockinger ze
favorite at 10000 to 1, but if he isnt I dont care an itsh not my faul I
shure you. Before dinner letsh shee yes we’d shoup and two shortsfish
and a glash or two of sherrhy and a glash or sho madeira and a barrel
or two of sham and a glash of fine ole Stilton ale with the cheese—mean
with zhe custards, before dinner I shay I shaid the herring men seemed
getting sweet on Saccky Sacco hang the name I wrote it allrigh then I
know qui forget it now burr its something about sugar and you can
rhyme it with Barometer. Doe know who they ’re sweet on now—
unleshit be the barmaid. But there’s Muzzyun I mean Muezzin at
1 to 99 and its 99 to 1 but a few of them are Muzzy uns. Who will
win I cant at present undertake to ind-hic-ate, but in looking at the
favorite as well as I can see I have two horses in my eye, and they both
mush prove zhe winner. You shall hear wha its name is when I can
recomember it, but I shant write any more because thish pen wont spell
and I cant remollect exactly what 1 want to shay. Besidesh I’ve no
time now to think, for its jush ten oclock and the posh goes out at 9
sho I shall scarcely shave it.
“ PS Waiter says Posh gone. Sho if you dont get this in time it
ishnt my faul is it i ” _ _ _
Settlement of the Moral Drainage Question.
Since Australia refuses to allow our convicts to come near her,
would Abraham Lincoln take them ? As recruits they would con-
stitute food for Confederate powder quite as good as the voluntary
refuse employed; and one sure advantage of sending them to fight the
battles of the Yankees would be that we should never see them again.
Horrible Affair.—At a dinner-party in the country the other day
a great sensation was caused by a gentleman dividing two ladies.