The New York herald., 1879-09-23

EVENING CROWDS.
1t is haf-past seven. and the crowd is beginning to
come in well. while the electric lights render the
whole house abundantly light and clear. If the
seats not full as formerly the crowd is far
more orderly. and everything promises q fair and
tEe contest. Hark to that cheer down yonder as
three four men come tearing around the corner.
See the race-good. square heei-and-toe walking at
q round six miles to the hour. 1t is Guyon
and Hart, and as they straghten up the
track each man spurts his utmost for the
lead amid the huzzas of the crowd
First Guyon gets away little. but just he seems
sure to keep the lead he has won, the dark horse,
with his toothpick his again tears past him
and fairly has the best OF the brush. The fact is
Guyon is beginning to look little tired. while Hart's
face is easily the freshest the track. He's nine
miles behind Guyon. to be sure but If things go
this way tho gap will be much smaller before bed
time He goes into his tent for little while, just
long enough to let Merritt who had been q mile be-
hind draw level then out he comes spins off u lap
o two receives a fine bouquet, and breaks into q
run-while the flowers go up high on the front Of
the tent
Ferdemeyer the wheelbarrow man, clad in the
homeliest OF shirts is digging along at fair pace.
and will make seventy live miles to-day, maybe
eighty. but can scarcely get his gate money in the
six days. laundering scorer has to be reminded
every now and then to score some one for he was
actually seen once moving forward the hand
butchers dial by mistake, when butcher had with
drawn from the track for good hours before. Taylor
is not doing so badly, and every now and then
years of overwork. and it seems pity that such a
thin. jaded-looking fellow as he ana the
barrow man attempt such work as this. The band
seems to have gone to sleep and for nearly whole
hour have not been heard from. The many tents SO
cut of the view from the central arena that the
spectators driven the edges or back up to the
seats. Captain Williams fifty policemen hadn't
anything to do for everybody is goodnatured and
there is no disturbance of sort indeed the long
lead Rowell has secured is having altogether too
quieting an effect the crowd and, while several
Americans are doing WELL that eleven mile gap is an
abroad and it's hard to tell what is in his marvellous
little body thus early in the race.
GUYoNs EVEN HUNDRED.
It's four minutes before eight. and . ringing cheer
at last goes around the hall as Guyons score marks
the round 100 in 1s hours and So minutes from the
start It's the first genuine enthusiasm OF the even
ing and Rowell and Weston add to and prolong it
by running lap after lap side by side clear around the
track. Rowell at the fore The African cannot stand
it and dashes in with them. while even little
Panchot wakes up Yes. and old Ferdermeyer.
sy M rans f'a' s .a s they 1ssss San
tear. and the band is at work helping them all it
knows how and no one OF the bunch is going faster
than TALL ungainy Merritt It is too bad he couldn't
keep longer at it, This is the best fun yet and, to
cap the climax. the tire seems to be out of Ennis at
last, and it looks Like old times to see him run
again with the clean strong step familiar in last
springs race Guyon is doing some good running
with troublesome leg Panchot certainly deserves
all credit for gameness.
And how has the race been far? The swiftest,
one, record. Rowell only did ITO in his first
twenty-four hours last time. but his score showed
112 this time at eight o'clock only nineteen hours
from the start aud the little fellow seemingly fresh
the start. while he would mop his neck and
head every now and then, take another pull ut his
sponge or at his little tumpler eat meal or two
every few minutes and travel il he rather do
1t than not. Now he's running after Guyon and
making nice pace of it. neither doing his all. The
municative the ladies in the boxes Watching every
contestant with the keenest interest. Here is Ennis
racing with Guyon and the black, all walking we'll,
and Rowen shovelling good things out Of q tumbler
into hi9 mouth with "a teaspoon
Here's Hazael. It's half-past eight. and he has
been having nice, long nap Of nearly two hours,
and comes out Of it fresh that, instead of being
anyway stiff. he breaks out into minute
and sticks right at 1t after the fashion Rowe used
show when he would do 20 miles without stop
ping. But he has lot of it to do for he had only
done So when he went of. and Ennis is 13 ahead
of him, Guyon IT, and Rowell all OF IS But he
doesn' seem to button, for he goes easily
that would think he could hold that pace out for
the whole week.
GOOD ouINTErTR.
Five good ones are in string-Ennis ahead,
Hart, SO keeping their relative exactly the
same Weston does little work. stops while. then
comes on again. goes at a brisk pace and looks as if
he liked 1t.
But look, here is q most significant thing and yet
the crowd have forgotten it's connection with the
best work OF the past-t goes by almost unnoticed.
scorer is putting up over Rowell's name the figure
116 Well what Of it? Well, it's also ten minutes Of
nine. What of that? Simply this; that the fastest
time record up to nine O'Clock on Monday
night is 116 miles 4 laps. Watch him sharp now
till the clock strikes. The scorer told him while
ago where he was but he didn't to heed it and
is probably doing about all the hard work he
for just now It's too bad. though, for the hour
strikes 116 miles 61a laps is the distance he has
covered He'll never get another chance like that
in all this week, for in the next hour after nine in
the fast race HaZael had run the score miles
higher. and Rowell. in good order he is. will
scarce do that Hazael looks now as he ends
his hve-mie run, and as the towel wipes of the
heavy psrspiration from his neck his score says
only 90 with little Panchot at 90. Hart lap behind
Merritt at 95 Ennis 100. Guyon los and Rowell IT.
aud seems to have had enough of it, for back
he goes to his tent. Rowell is running
again now: and. as an enthusiastic person
twice calls for "Three cheers for Rowell,"
sorry to say he does not get them. The per-
offers $40 bet that Rowell wins this race but
is well hssed-the first hiss of the evening-for his
pains. In a minute or two Hazael is out again. but
there's about him this time, merely q slow
cap hauled down his ears. electrifes the vast
assembly by running around one lap at a bre kneck
pace-far the fectest work yet done on the course
Hazael, bareheaded all day, now, Merritt fashion,
dons small cap and is grinding off his laps much
slower than before.
As ten o'clock draws the house fuller than
ever and the crowds walk up and down the centre
with the racers whenever there is special
element men on the benches every now and then
call out to their favorites they pass. Every
is talking There is deal of smoking though 1t does
seem to annoy the contestants The band work.
ing by the hour and there is plenty of life the track
% ~ wa, the
and dart back. Justice Callahan devoted several
hours to-day to forming a judicial opinion of how
the battle going. Bluff and genial "Rufe"
Andrews would not be torn from the scene.
Stock Exchange men gathered thick about the
noisy hard-facod fellows who skirted the betting
tables. Hazacl and Weston Off the track.
more than on it. Rowell is going strong as over,
but looks a. IL he'd like to 30 to bed. Ennis has
gone already. Little Hiram Jackson's father and
mother often out OF their tent and cheer their
dear boy on. and really he's doing we'll. hand
some horseshoe solid with flowers is handed Hart
aud he bears IL along triumphantly. Then turns it
in to Latin at his tent Nobody has thought yet to
get butchers tent out of the way. and let people
see little better.
FOR GuYoN.
Guyon, with his broad shoulders. splendid 1ege
ana handsome face-far the handsomest of all this
renowned party--is stepping of in h. good form
at almost any time in the and be the clock
says one will have reeled of tho best score no
made in his life, to all Appearances a
clear 12O IL not-for he's running again--an
actual l25. Guyon gets some fine flowers. now
Rowell is running atterEp Ennis. the colored
troops are fighting bravely Hazael Is walking faster
than usual, and now. as Guyon tries to pass him.
breaks into run. Old Taylor has gone to bed,
Weston is walking the wrong way up the track. Pam
chot is running freely aud Ferdemeyer is sponging
his WRISTS to slow music. Hazael's head goes fur
ther and further forward as he runs but there's all