Fortune has strange ways of bestowing her favours. One of the Parisians for whom she has inter-mittens fancies is a broken"dowa race-goer, whose real name eaystery and who, for some unknown generally is called "Pore La About three years ago, ho developed an uncanny faculty for spotting winners. Ho brought off coup after coup, chiefly by the proeces of "doubling up," and his investments in the pari-mutuel were said to have brought him in about £20,000. To paraphrase the poet:—The fame.jof Ins betting. spread course by bevies of pretty girls and people in all walla of life, all want-Ing him to give them tips.
One night he was arrested by a policeman, who took him for rogue aad bond. He was Searched at the station, and, when his pockets were. found. full of money, naturally. it was supposed that he wat a criminal, and he had great difficulty in proving that his wealth was legitimately acquired. It was suggested to him that, in his own interest, ho should convert his fortune into an annuity, and this he was sensible enough to do, but immediately he lost his knack of find ing winners and returned to ob-
This week, however, he made a triumphal reappearance at Saint Cloud races, and, beginning with 3 stake of ten francs, he had accumulated nearly Frs. 20,000 when the fifth race on the card was finished. Prudently declining to tempt fortune on the last race, he buttoned up his winnings in his pocket and went in search of taxicab, instead of the democratic motor-bus which had brought him from Paris'to the course.
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