The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1901-10-04
FINISH WAS FINE
Thrilling Faces Conclude the
Fall Meet Here.
COLONEL LOOMS DASH
In the Stretch Sets the Crowd
WiId-F. A. Russell Wins.

When the son Of SyInboleer pulled VIC
tory out by the roots from fifth heat
yesterday at the fair grounds, mighty
shout went up. for the people had seen
one Of the grandest finishes in the horse
annals of this southwest.
And when Driver Gilman. with his
grey beard swapping il the breeze.
brought f. a. Russell under the wire
ahead of a field that didn't want il that
way. the crowd saw another race that
was as strenuous as speed. endurance and
spirit can make race.
The races were the best Of the week.
st their conclusion, Starter Jordan an
nOunced that the meeting was closed.
The attendance was much larger than
Wednesday. II would have been larger
if il mad not been for the service the
street car company grudgingly gave. Yes
terday many cars were run down to
Harry street loaded, and then passeng-
ers were dumped and another car had
the business Of getting them TO the
ground. There will be no more races
this fall.
Starter Jordan turned to the grand
stand and made a speech. Among other
things he said: 1t is 3 sorrowful thing
10 say, but this meet has not been pat
ronized as it should have been. No one
ever came to this track and saw a poor
race. The present meeting has been
under virtual boycott Of the street rail-
way company, to whose poor service, is
responsible the fact that more people did
not come"
One OF the great events of the after
noon was Deed Tinkers exhibition half
mile with Sylnboleer, who made it in the
grand time of 1;04.
No audience ever saw better races than
yesterday. The track was me, the day
ideal, the horses evenly matched and the
drives for blood, the rulings of the judge
clear, fair and comprehensive.
Take the free-for-an pace. 1t Is the
story OF the son OF Symboleer, Colonel
LOOMS. Symboleer had the worlds rec
ord Of Ell as a 2-year-Old. His son, Colo
mel Loomis, is destined to be heard from,
too. Young Joe drew the pole and as they
sailed around. all lighting for life, Young
Joe popped into the stretch with Baby
BiOss his nearest rival, and the two had
it down the velvety track. Baby Boss
put a long, hard rush against the tugs
and came up like q cyclone on vacation.
But as she came, Young Joe found better
footing further and further out from the
pole. It looked like crOwding, but Baby
Boss sweryed out as she sped on, and
they came in close and fast, Young Joe
getting the neat. colonel LOOMS. with
out attracting any notice, ambled in
third; Tony Frost, fourth, and Billy the
Twister who wasn't himself yesterday,
fifth.
In the second heat they all got of well
and punched. glued together around the
track to the half, when Young Joe began
to pile atmosphere between himself and
the field. 1t was to be Young Joe's heat,
perhaps Young Joe's race. That's what
they said when he damned his four feet
into the stretch, and necks telescoped out
to see the finish. And this is where the
son of SymboIeer, Colonel LoOwis, broke
up over the horizon like a fun moon on
an autumn night Away down the stretch
and far out in the track and lengths be-
hind Young Joe, there was a blurr on
the landscape which. as it grew larger,
turned out to be a black center dis
charging a thousand legs in fifty differ
ent directions, like a pinwheel in fun
operation. And the ground was passing
away beneath that horse like a belt on a
fy-wheel. The space between Young
Joe and the intruder closed up like an ac-
cordeon when an elephant steps on it.
But is wasn't in the cards for Loomis
to take that heat. Young Joe got il.
But the fellows who were handling the
coin made a rush to hedge. They had