The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-06-27

touts and stable help were collected inside
the inteld to see the send-ott.
The gray-haired starter, since celebrated
as the foremost wielder of the flag in this
country and perhaps the world, had con-
siderable trouble with his field. The jock
eys were, il anything, more fractions than
the animals, and while Shandon, the Pa
cltic coaster, hung back in the rear of the
bunch, Woodbrook and mis- jockey, Bay
lor, strove in every break to "beat the
flag" or in palmer terms, to get the best
of the start and the starter as well.
Now, to those aware of the strong likes
and dislikes Of the official in question who
then, as now, decided daily the custodian
ship of hundreds of thousands of dollars,
this behavior of the favorite and his
jockey, Baylor. looked ominous for his
ultimate success in being well placed " hen
the red flag should fall. Jockeys who tam
per with the patience of this particular
starter by such trying behavior as Baylor
was guilty of on this occasion generally
get the worst of it, either on the spot or at
some future time.
And in the present instance Baylor's
medicine came swift as the doom of an in
evitable fate Just as | was saying to Nc
Donough, "If that rascally Canuck fools
with the old man much longer he'll not
get away at ali, down went the little red
flag and the pack was of in cloud of dust
and with a patter of half a score pair of
hoofs--all but one-the favorite Wood
brook, with the too crafty Baylor in the
green and white sash. SO far back as to be
virtually left at the post.
With a fierce grip Of my arm, which sig
nitied more than words his elation at such
disposal of our most dangerous antag-
onist in the race, McDonough pulled me
up on the clubhouse steps TO watch the
progress of the race.
Fortunately for us, our colt had got
away in the front rank, and making the
turn for the Observation-Disclosures was no
chute then as now-Nintner, ridden by
the famous Jockey McLaren, was plotting
the way, Tapped by Richard London, who
had Tattle at his girth. The others were
well punched at their heels, all but the
yards behind the rear guard. almost hid
den in the dust that blew from the flying
heels as smoke from battlefield.
But the real struggle has only just be-
gun. A furlong was covered and they are
on the straight work of the backstretch
Wilmer, Richard and Tattle now on nearly
even terms. | looked at my watch, and
as the quarter licked % seconds. said to
McDonough: They are not setting very
strong pace, and if they keep that up
Richard Will outunish them sure in the
last quarter"
As il ne had heard my words, the coll
ored whlrlwind. Murtha, on Tattle, gave
and with a rush the beach chestnut took
the lead, drawing clear in the run 10 the
halt, where Richard was still second, with
Vintner already falling back.
Again l looked at my time and the
hands clicked 81 second -the second quar-
ter in - seconds hat. Now they reached
the belt OF the Gods on the lower turn of
the course and rounding for home Rich
ard began creeping up 10 the leader with
out any spec al eXertion on the part OF our
jockey. Following our colt closely were
two others. the California colt Shandon
with old man Hollay IN the black and red
of Lucky Baldwin and the tllly Nellie e.,
who had the hust!lng young rider CASTOR
in the scarlet and green, the others well
tailed out.
Making the four furlongs in 1:n3H. and
the homestretch a few strides further on
Tattle was clearly in difficulty, as he was
being ridden for al he was worth with
nearly quarter of n mile yet 70 60 At
his girth vas our Richard going easily,
and as | noted through my glass the con-
tdent bearing Of our jockey felt that the
day vas ours, although ShandOn and
Nellie &. were close behind going almost
equally well.
The run TO the last furlong. time 1:iGI<
for the three-quarters, showed WINNER lost
in the shuttle which ensued between the
four. and Just a. the people were shouting
''Shandon wins" our boy, Cadet, dug his
heels into Richards tanks, swung his
whip az HIM withou; landing on his shin
ing hide. ard the game colt came away
like a good one amid the roar of the
crowd. winning pulled up by three open
lengths.
For the place shandon, Nellie G. and
WoOdbroOk finished necks apart. showing
what tough customer the last named