The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1871-08-05

ueen fairer man woman's skin. were growing dark
sna G see ns
such angry Clouds there was worse than mischief
i IN them And II soon came nso,, Deep, Tum6ling
alike on the course. Sharp, vivid lightning made
0ceanport LOOK CHASTITY The green foliage of Wolf
Peak seemed FURNISHED: you shuddered at
intense brightness as IL looked menacingly down
on The multitude In their silence. At the side OF the
which were women In handsome attire, also seemed
OF strange color. and you wished the occupants
were elsewhere than there, Tor the storm must soon
come.
Meanwhile the horses are resting, being scraped
and sponged, and now they are again ready for the
concluding heat.
son. Eoius, can't you win and save my money!
cries In anguish the one who has 81 600 rlsked and
as he utters il the gloomy black clouds OPEN aud
upon stand and course, man. woman and beast
there one OF the most drenching showers ever
seen in the temperate zone. Even Old General
BuIord and his UMBRELLA disappear. The Judges
sink ont OF sght-baIloon lib Bose and the di9nided
Anse ma reinge; but what OF 1t all? VINO cares
for the Storm What II the ladies were suffering
martyrdom in budding together to keep OF the
ramt VINO minds the deluge-the horses are away
the storm is as impenetrable as a volume OF
steam, and you don't know where your iavorite In
th In, race Is You soon find out however At the
'front.' ana 'Boius." as my Kentuckian neighbor
called him. is beaten dead. Still pours the deuge.
The hills are covered with leaden gauze and you
look III vain for any Ararat in the skies. Splash,
dash, in the mud GO the horses and in another mo-
ment the end has come You wonder IL the riders
white black, but that speculation Is soon dts
missed, as behind you are four or five Salina men
kicking each others shins In sheer delight her
great victory.
The clouds break. for time the storm is over.
and first on the lawn. now like river, comes Old
Ansell, AID following him at his heels his former
employer General Buford. The one looks with ten
der eyes at his precious charge and the latter
Is deslrOus OF ascerta1ning how she stood the
IL Is satisfactory, no doubt, for see BufOrd smile,
and that smile is significant. Thus Terminated a
nate so FAR as 1t was concerned were forgotten In
the anticipated excitement OF the following contest,
the four mile heat race.
Strcaks OF gold slanted across the track as the
horses were saddled Tor this event, and the
bright and sparkling cOlOrs of the riders were In
was but tile waiting, and really there is but
little to tell OF the struggle beside that the jock
eys behind the easy winner HelmbOld were
blinded " 18th the mud which his nimDle feet swung
their faces. The silken costumes the color
Of the swash beneath them, and two inches or the
what they looked like. I cannot think OF
any comparison One with the smallpox would ap-
pear decently beside them. They were wretchedly
forlOrn. The jockey OF Helmbod enjoyed to the full
est extent the defeat aud confusion OF his oppO-
nents, as when the horses walked TO the stand at
he dubbed all over in silent laughter. II to him
great satisfaction.
The attendance was extremely satisfactory, and
had 1t not been for the Storm one Of the greatest
racing days this any other country has ever seen
would have been intensely enjoyed. At quarter
past three O'Clock the amusement was over, and the
assembage left the track In second edition OF the
deluge, and as last evening slipped away into eter-
nifty, the track at Monmouth PARK was Just as mser
able it could well be; but sunshine and care will
in probability bring 1t out right for the sport OF
tomorrow. which promises to be OF the first order.