Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1890-06-27
Salvador Wins by a Short Head in
2:O5 and Beats All Pre-.
viOus Records.
1t was the Most Exciting Race Ever
Run on the Sheepshead
Bay Track.
II the Race Had Been Twenty Yards
Further, Tenny Would
Have Won.
A Grand Race.


tied the Sheepshead Bay race track to-
day to see the great match race between
Salvador and Tenny. It was a perfect
day i'll June. Salvador put in the first
appearance on the track. He looked in
good shape, and the general verdict was
that he was fit to run for a mans life.
His sides glistened under the rays of the
sun, and as he galloped past the grand
stand he was greeted by loud applause.
Tenny was not deserted by any means,
but his toilet wasf made at his stable and
the public did not have the chance of in
specting him. When the bugle blew, the
sxpe Citations Of the crowd were raised to
The highest pitch. The race goers came
down to see the horses race, and their
expectations were more than realized,
and as each awaited the start and glanced
at their cards they saw in place of the
fourth event these conditions: $4,000
each, with $4,000 added by the club, to
carry l22 lbs, good track; stewards to
decide; one mile and quarter. Salava-
tor 122, Murphy, straight, 8 to 5, place
out: Tenny 1872, Garrison, straight 6 to
5, place out. The way race was run. As
the pair canter up the track thousands
of eyes follow the magnificent animals
and the admirers of each horse cheer
them wildly. A grand specimen of
horse flesh both of them are, and their
riders appear like part of the animals,
SO perfectly they are fixed in their seats.
Garrison, on Jenny, appears confident of
winning for he mods and smiles in sat-
istedsWay at some of his admirers who
chatf MIa. Murphy, like the sphynx he
is, okDneither to the left or right as he
gallops past the stand, but he wore
"Do OR DIE"
expression on his face. He smiles grim
ly as one shouts, "No grand stand finish
to-day, Isaac; Snapper Is a hard one
when it comes to a fight~ Now
the racers are at the post. Caldwell,
with bit of red bunting in his hand, is
waiting impatiently for them to get on
even terms so that he may come in for
no share of condemnation from losers.
He has not long to wait. There is sud-
den flash of color and a strip of red
flashes perpendicularly through the
dusty air.
THEY'RE oFF!'
comes in chorus from thousands of
throats and then deep silence ensues as
the noble racers sweep by the grand
stand with Tenny on the inside. "Phew,
how they are going" says locker on
The dusty track seems to fairly fly from
under the horses, so terrific is their
speed. Salvador is in front and Murphy
is just rating him along. Garrison keeps
Tenny at the hind quarter of the suburb
an winner and watches his dusky rival
with anxious eye. Around the first turn
they sweep in cloud of dust and the
same positions are kept. Murphy is seen
to urge 4. Salvador as they enter
the back stretch, and like q flash the
long rangy chestnut opens up the least
bit Of daylight between him and his
swayed back pursuer. "Look at Saliva.
tor leave himp' shouted a hundred en-
thusiastic Salvador partisans. "Not
muchv' answers Tenny's admirers, as
Garrison let out link and resumes his
old position at Salvator's saddle girth.
The pace is getting hotter.
~ FASTER AND FASTER
the swift racers travel, and the far turn
is reached with the pair still running SO
close and steady that a blanket would
have covered them. Now the battle
royal in begun. Stable boys lining the
fence on the turn &can see the crack
Jockeys take frmer wrap on the rein,
A grim look of determination settles on
both OF their faces, and they grasp their
whips firmly in their hands. On and on
they sweep. Neither shows any signs Of
weakening yet, and the enthusiasm Of
the spectators is aroused to boiling
over point. On the far turn W
MURPHY LETS OUT a LINK 4
on Salvador and the gallant chestnut
opens the gap, and his partisans shout