The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1873-07-05
THE TRACK FREE TO ALL.
A Multitude IN ATTENDANCE.
FOUR EXCITING RACES.
George West Wins the steeple Chase, Artist
the Mile Dash, Katy Pease the Mile q
Heats and Tom Bowling the
Jersey Derby Stakes.


To the races Words Of magic meaning to the
multitude who have come to witness them this hot
Summer day, and whose very existence for the
time being seemed bound up In the trial OF speed
between highbred equines that came or to-day
On to Monmouth Park is the watchword, as II
It were of all places the only place worth
going to just now. Scarcely has one line OF cars
empted Its human cargo, when another arrives,
with Its pent up, perspiring mass OF humanity,
painting for breath OF air in the terrible. scorch-
ing heat. Through the park gate pour the multi
tude and then distend over the field within the
enclosure, like some mighty swollen river break
ing through its embankment and flooding the
plain. And how eagerly they are discussing
THE GLORIOUS UNCERTAINTIES
upon which they have staked their money and
their peace Of mind For the interest in the Mon
mouth Park races was never greater than on the
present occasion, and never were there larger
crowds in attendance There was happy COM
bination OF all the circumstances that
can make q racing day exciting and
memorable in the sporting annals OF the
country. The hot weather which lures the
multitude from cities on the great national day,
the peculiarly GLORIOUS uncertainties" attaching
to the event Of three great horses being brought
together for the first time, added to the fact that
the owners OF two at least had backed them heav
fly and had unb0unded confidence in victory, and
last but chief Of all, the Introduction OF novel
feature--free admission TO the racecourse. All these
condolences tened to bring a.
THE MASSES TO MONMOUTH PARK.
There were fully twenty thousand people there.
All classes OF American society without distnc-
ton of race, color and previous condition OF servi
tude) were represented. The mighty metropolis
furnished Its characteristic contingent. There
they were on the grand stand or the
quarter stretch, the broker, the banker and
the small fry OF Wall street, taking to betting
on horses as II in their native element
It is wonderful in how brief time
superficial information may be picked up. There
was the counting house clerk, or the salesman
who measures things by the yard, turned betting
man, talking of equine pedgrees Familiarity as If
he had been born to the turf Then the more
democratic crowd In the field, rough and bolster
GUS, but good natured witha the New York rowdy,
the Philadelphia plug and "the man and brother''
fraternizing in the most harmonious manner
But oh. how hot 1t was The sun looked down
with q fiery glare upon the scene, and around
THE GRAND STAND
which at distance looked like vast ant hill-so
breath OF air stirring. All the spectators were
bathed In perspiration, save the more fortunate
few who had admission to the Club House and en-
jOyed the cool breezes that played around its
shaded verandas. And there was goOdy num-
Der OF mortals, known as prominent present to
Further on win be found detailed recital Of the
racing, winch was all tnat COulu DE desired. But
the greatest excitement was reserved for the last
part OF the programme, ..s..,...f .
THE CONTEST FOR THE JERSEY DERBY.
Tom Bowling, Springbok and Count D'Orsay were
the words that continually struck upon the from
out the excited tumble OF voices. The enthusiasm
became SO contagious that even the calm, dsinter-
ested spectator began to doubt whether there was
anything else in creation worth talking about ex-
cept the three famous horses above men,
tioned but Tom Bowling was monarch
In the thoughts of the majority. The pc
culiar, unctuous voice OF Doc. Underwood Is heard,
Turing in syren-lke tones, purchasers OF pools and
crowds congregate around the stand where the
French mutuals are sold As the horses enter for
this race necKs crane forward and loud comments
upon the avOrites ring out upon the hot, oppres-
sive air There stands the owner of Tom Bowling
HENRY M'GRATH, THE STURDY KENTuCRIAN,
casting upon his horse look OF intentness and in
tensity-a look Of watchtul, exactng, yet devoted
affection.
At last the horses dash away amid the loud MUIR
murs OF the multitude. AS they near the home
stretch, and the victory OF Tom Bowling seemed
all but certain, the multitude became wrought up
to the highest pitch of excitement The scene
which followed detes description. The hackers Of
Tom Bowling simply went mad with joy and exul-
tatiOn Men threw up their hats In the air,
regardless of their inevitable loss or destruction.
Some jumped about so irantically that they seemed
an extent that 1t will take them some time to re-
cover their voices. The ladies were also demon
strative, but In their own graceful wav. Many OF
the disappointed ones Joined in the chorus OF
shouts; others took their losses. in silence The
hackers OF SpringbOk, who was the first avorite for
q while, dropped" heavily, and to them the day
wall not be pleasant "reminiscences.