The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-11-02
AN EXCITING TURF EVENT.


The Great Race Between Ten BROCK, Pa
role and Tom Ochiltres.
baltimore Cor. Cincinnati Enquirer.l
The judges, the Hon. August Bel
mont, Ex-Gov. Bowie, and Senator
Beck, took their places in their stand.
The timers, Capt. J. H. Smith and Price
McGrath, pulled out their watches, and
Capt. Conner dropped the flag on as
pretty and even q start as was ever seen,
at precisely eight minutes past CLOCK.
Ten Brock at once jumped to the front,
with Ochiltree half length behind, and
Parole in the rear. At the lower turn
Ten Brock had increased his lead to
over length, while Parole had fallen
back somewhat. The excitement was
now terrific. Men pushed and jostled
as if mad, while ladies stood up on their
seats and craned their necks like swans
in their eagerness to see every Jump of
the gallant coursers. On they came,
Ten Brock still in the lead at the first
quarter; and, as they Numbered down
the quarter-stretch and passed the grand
stand, it was seen that Ten Brock was
securing and purging as if afflicted with
diarrhea. "By Jove |" said Joe Elliott,
the Nestor of the turf, "look at him.
He is clear amiss, and scouringp 1t
was, alas true; but the fact was learned
too late. Still he kept the lead, with
Ochiltree close up to him, and Parole go
ing along at his ease about four lengths
distance. They maintained these posi-
tions until we'll up the back-stretch, when
Ochiltree Tapped Ten Brock, and they
ran side by side for awhile, and then,
just at the beginning of the lower turn,
Ochiltree's head showed in front of Ken
tucky's pride. The shout that went up
at this sight was enough to awaken the
dead.
Ten Brock soon regained the lead,
and as he did so the hearts of the East
ern men fell, for they thought now it
was all day with their chances. Ochil-
tree held on well, however, and still kept
tapping Ten Brock, while Parole moved
up bit, and lessened the gap between
himself and Ochiltree. In this way
they ran well around the upper turn for
the last time, and then Parole made
dash, Tapped Ochiltree, and then went
after Ten Brock on the home stretch.
"Parclel Parole p screamed the
crowd. Parole wins %
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Ten Brock was plying whip and spur
on his horse. The noble animal strained
every nerve to respond, but nature was
unequal to the task, and at the distance
stand Parole took the lead, amid shouts
and yells that would have done credit to
Bedlam. From there to the string he
increased his distance with every Jump,
and landed winner by three open
lengths.
The scene that ensued upon the re-
turn of the horses to the judges stand
beggars description. The crowd broke
down all barriers, and, rushing out ON
the course, surrounded Parole, aud
cheered and yelled for him until they
were hoarse. They then pulled the
jockey, Barrett, off his seat, and carried
him in triumph ON their shoulders. The
police made break and rescued him
from his admirers, but he was second
time captured and second time placed
on the brawny shoulders of a friend.
Finally he was permitted to mount his
horse, and rode to the stable, being
cheered meanwhile as if a conquering
hero. Such sight has not been seen
on a race track since the days of Eclipse
and Sir Henry.