Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're giving a party after the race, and Evelyn and Gladys are wearing identical dresses.
The Clappets want to buy a trotting horse.
Where?
Yeah, she's one of the finest in the country.
Because you was disqualified.
I know, Miss Drysdale.
We'll take care of it.
Well, Mr. Drysdale said anything you want.
Not more than $100, I hope.
Meantime, you make arrangements for boarding it.
I couldn't even get her to break into a gallop.
We's gonna eat tonight!
Yes, sir.
Terrific!
Nervous kind of fella.
They're getting ready for the first race.
Whoa, Lady Belle!
Hey, mister, whose horse?
Would you tell him his horse is here?
You sweet old rascal, you wanted to surprise me.
I'm afraid them fellas at the horse auction see Mr. Drydale coming.
That's it!
Jed, it looks like we've been took.
I'll have Mr. Drysdale call the moment he returns.
It would be a lot safer driving a horse and buggy.
I want a high stepper with a long silky mane, with lots of spirits, a real prankster.
He wouldn't believe what kind of money he paid for that horse and buggy.
Oh, yes.
The one from Hollywood Park.
No place to carry your groceries.