In December, when wintry winds whistle up the gorge at Harpers Ferry and the temperature nears zero, the bush-league horse-racing circuit shivers to a halt at Charles Town, W. Va. It is the end of the line for gyp (short for gypsy) horsemen and their broken-down nags. Hibernating in the stalls there, the gyps nail up blankets and newspapers to keep out the cold. The swank comforts of Hialeah and Santa Anita are not for them. But this year, for the first time, the gyps went south for the winter. A race track, refurbished lor them, opened in the pine woods...
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