The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1874-06-19
A Slim Attendance, but
Everybody Happy.
Only the Clerk Of the Weather
quits on Airs"
TWO IACES AND TWO WALK OVERS
4 NIB and Quarter Dash and Grand
Steeplechase : Vandalite and
Bullet the Winners.

Never In the history OF Jerome Park was there
ketter day for the races than yesterday. In the
Junshine the heat was not great enough to make
one sigh for the shade and In the shadow of the
clubhouse and under the trees on the eminence,
about the fashionable resort, the air was delicious.
II there any complaint to be made at all 1t was
that there was too much breeze, but still there
was not wind enough even on the hill, to realize
In single instance among the ladies. through its
toyings with under draperies, sir John Stockings
famous lines
Like little mice stole in and out
As II they feared the light
Il was indeed q very proper breeze in every way
ana performed its part so well that 1t kept the
temperature just where 1t contributed to the hap
piness and comfort OF everybody. And yet there
we're comparatively few OF the iair at Jerome Park
20 enjoy what nature seldom offers for their enjoy
ment. Indeed 1t is not impossible that nature
may have taken yesterday as an occasion to pun
ish people who stay away except when the most
tempting dishes are ofYered for their delectaton.
II the managers OF Jerome Park could not offer the
excitement OF nne races to the ladies fair nature
succeeded In showing that the little that offered
was a. delightful as full feast. The bellies being
away the beaux also relrained from gracing the
races with their presence Yesterday was
not . society day and indeed the Thursday
races OF the summer meeting at Jerome Park
seem not to earn the regard OF society people.
Last year this might have been explained on the
hypothesis OF the excessive heat, the day OF the
meeting corresponding to yesterday being one Of
the hottest OF the entire summer. But yesterday
was the exact opposite OF the other-the most de-
lightful day OF the whole meeting. 1t would In
deed be marvellous II Saturday should prove
equally hne. But 1t must not be assumed that Je-
rome Park was empty or that the people who were
present regretted their presence. 1t was only the
s'nobby" folks who were away, the common clay
being well represented. And Nature showed that
she was capable Of making common people happy.
There was plenty OF oxygen and that was some
thtng to be thankful for. There was no danger Of
sunstroke. There was no crush, but there were
some pretty faces and very handsome toilets.
Among the gentlemen present were the twin
policemen who are such an adornment to Broad
way, In citizens dress, and an eminent barber,
and political economist or two and plenty Of
clerks. but nobody put airs except the clerk OF
the weather. bis atriness, however, delighted
everybody and put everybody In good humor to
enjoy what was to come.
It was true the hrst race was to be walk over
ana the second race was Of the same interesting
species, but then 1t was q delightful day. The
Shird race was not exciting, indeed 1t was exceed
tngiy tame, but everybody was pleased because
the day was delicious. Even poor dinner is
enjoyable when the company is good. II
the dessert under such circumstances turns
out TO be excellent it casts a glamour
Of grace over the whole meal. 1t was so at Jerome
Park yesterday. The hurdle race was the dessert.
IL was not only great race-lt was poetic. Every
movement OF the horses even in their faults was
FUN Of the poetry OF motion. Since it was said In
the old romance the 'Bevis Of Hampton"-
In somer at Whytsontyde
When knightes most on horseback ride,
cours let they make on daye.
Steedes and palfr avs for to assaye
Which horse that best may rem
race was ever more beautifully cnntnstad Tho
"knightes" and ladies lair who missed 1t may
never have another opportunity to see anything
Mkeit Tammany's leap OF the miniature Cataract
o. s1e G isaa IN 'front.' OF the grand stana
the idylls Tennyson sang Of the king. It
was Q leap which touched the imagination
more exquisitely tnan the glanng realism which
delighted the Bowery when Monteiths old play
was frst produced there quarter of century
ago. Nothing half as fine ever can be produced
lost the race, there was glory enough in that one
act to glorify the reputation Of any horse. But
grace OF movement was not confined to Tammany,
for Bullet moved with the swiftness OF a mimic
nghtning's nash. Taken altogether, 1t was glori-
GUS day, long to be remembered by those who par.
uctpated In Its pleasures at Jerome Park.