Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-06-23
BEN BRUSH WINS.
Captures the Suburban, in
Fast Time Of 2.07 is.
Fully 10000 People Witness the
Greatest Race ofthe Season.
And for the First Time One Of the Dryers
Lands q winner.

New York, June 22.-At last the luck
has changed and the Dryers have won
one Of the big handicaps. They tried
for years to get her and We're beaten
time and again, ard then tried separ-
ately, after dissolving partnership, and
now after many years. the younger OF
the pair. Michael f. Dwyer. has car
ried off the great race o, the year. tn.
Suburban, with his son of Bramble,
Ben Brush, in the fast time of 2.07 Ii.
1t was a victory for the favorite and
consequently q popular one. and as lar
as could be seen was true run race.
The attendance was enormous, even
larger than on Brooklyn handicap day.
which was the largest crowd at a race.
track in the East in several years.
Fully 10000 people were present AMI
from the shout that went up when Ben
Brush landed the race and Simms was
hoisted onto the floor at the jockeys
chair, 1t would seem as If all hal
backed the winner.
The day was a perfect one, the track
was fast and better race could not
have been desired. even if the horses
engaged We're not OF a class that has
bttI StCiA IN tii4s7 'isAsto III oA'tA
years. 1t was 40 before the bugle
called the nine contestants to the post,
Ben Brush leading the way and the
others following according to the num-
bers on the card.
There was a slight delay AT the post.
owing TO the righteousness of Semper
Ego, The Winner and Belmar. but within
five minutes Pettingill got them into line
and they Were away on their journey.
The Winner was the first to show in
front, followed by his stable companion,
Belmar the lightweight Havoc. Sir Wal
ter. Ben Brush and the others. although
there was little to choose between them.
They were fairly Strengthened out be-
fore they had run furlong, and then
the boys began to hunt for the place in
which they wished to run the first part OF
the race Curiously. not even the light
weights cared 10 set the pace, and the
first three furlongs past the grand stand
and around the lower turn were very
slow, 80 seconds being required to nego-
tate the distance. all the boys pulling
and hauling at their mouths to keep them
from getting to the front.
The furiong around the lower turn &C.
cupied IS As seconds Then began the
race, for Lewis thought il unwise 10
choke Havoc and gave him little lee
way and the colt became the pace maker.
Close behind him was Semper Ego. but
Scherrer was urging him, while Havoc
was going easily and with lot to spare.
Then came Ben Brush. the favorite.
half length away. with his boy doing
all in his power to prevent him from
using up all his speed so early in the
race 1t was in that order they passed
the first half-mile post Of their journey
in II 1-5 seconds, the last furlong of the
half being run in II l5, the fastest eighth
of the whole race.
Behind Ben Brush were The Winner
and Belmar while the others trailed
along with Dutch Skater holding the rear
and with scarcely bit of the speed he
showed days ago. On the way to the
three-quarter pole. conditions began to
tell. and Semper Ego with his bolt COM
pletely shot. dropped back to the rear
ranks. his place being taken by Ben
Brush, who at the six furlongs mark was
half a length behind Havoc. in LIS 2-5.
and a length in front of The Winner. all
running free.
Now they were beginning the upper
turn. with a quarter mile dash around il
his head. Lewis did the same with Havoc
and lost but little. for in the IS As
seconds required for the run to the mile
pole which was reached in Las Ii, Havoc
kept his advantage of neck while Ben
Brush was a length and half in front
OF The Winner, he in turn length in
front of Belmar, while the others were
for third money unless a couple of the
quartet in front should fall.
They rounded the turn in safety and
hopelessly beaten with not even chance
Strengthened out Tor nome 1ntfl SlHHlS
began driving Ben Brush. while Lewis
was driving but little on Havoc. S.mms
worked all the harder on the game son of
Bramble. The colt responded to every
lash and inch by inch narrowed the space
between him and Havoc. Now he was at
the horses saddle at his withers. at his
ears and now his nose shot in trent and
Simms knew that all he had to do was to
keep on driving as hard as he could and
he would beat the light weighted Havoc.
I. was a desperate race. Nearer and
nearer drew the finish line and nearer and
nearer came The Winner. One vicious |
cut to Zen Brush, one frantic push with |
his knees and he WAS over the line in |
safety. winner of the coveted Suburban !
with The Winner half n length away and |
Havoc stepping fast. in the third place. |
five lengths in front of the rest of the |
field, all badly beaten, with Belmar lead |
ing them.