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The Ladies on the Grand Stand
BETTING.

Mrs. B—, of Boston, and old habituée of Saratoga, is a High
Church Unitarian and consequently don't bet at the races. She
will not even hazard a dozen gloves when the favorites are
neck and neck, and when thousands of ladies are standing up
and waving their handkerchiefs in wild enthusiasm. To-day,
when everybody was getting wild over Kingfisher and Longfellow,
Mrs. B— pulled our coat-sleeve, and meekly asked us
“to please not bet.”

“Why, Mrs. B —! a Christian can't help betting now.
There's Dr. Corey—yes, and your own Dr. Hepworth—recklessly
hazarding dozens of gloves this moment!”

“My old minister betting!” exclaimed Mrs. B—, “impossible!
I'll bet you a dozen gloves he hasn't bet to-day!”

Mrs. Ba—, (there! I've almost told her name) is afraid the
Boston people will hear of her watering-place worldliness, and so
we all promised not to say a word about it.