Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1902-08-31
IT'S DIs1NcTNELY A WESTERN VICTORY
Drake Owns Him, Wishard Trained Him
and Lyme Rode Him.
FIFTY THOUSAND PEOPLE At THE TRACK
Sensational sRlvatOr's More sensa.
tionaI Son Gives the Crowd Heart
Failure by His Glorious spurt
at the Finish.

the American turf has ever sssn, won the
rich Futurity at sheepshead Bay today.
John A. Drake, a western millionaire. owns
him. His trainer, Enoch Wishard, Is from
the west, and Lyme, a western jockey, rode
him to victory.
August Belmont's Hastings colt, Lord Of
the Vale, was second, only an eyelash be-
hind. while Dazzling, one OF the four
Keene representatives, finished third.
The time was 1:14, better than the Fu-
turity record over the full course, but a
second and four-ffths slower than the best
full six furlongs 2-year-old record down
the chute
The value Of the Futurity was: To the
winner, $4,000; to second, $3.50; to third,
$2,750; to ]. B. Haggin who bred the win
ner. $4,000; to August Belmont, breeder of
Lord Of the Vale, 81, $50, and to James R.
Keene. breeder Of Dazzling, S5O0--in all $57,-
100. John A. Drake is credited with having
in this country, His winnings amounted to
more than 100000.
Never was a more inspiring race wit
messed at beautiful sheepshead; never was
a crowd greater or enthusiasm more un-
bounded Fifty thousand would be a close
estimate to put on the multitude, for this
was to be the greatest Of all Futurities.
The prize was rich, the field large, its
quality Incompatible, and before the fall
of the flag IL looked as II any one of a
dozen Of the thoroughbreds had an even
chance for the stake
Indeed, with the great field that faced
the starter, the greatest in numbers that
ever struggled for the laurel wreath of
championship, 1t seemed as though moth
ing short Of a miracle could bring them all
safely through that six furlongs' Journey
short though it was, with the crowding and
punching around the dangerous curve Of
the chute. They passed that point how
ever, like troop of cavalry, and, straight
ened out, came into the stretch in a swirl
of dust, savable and Lord Of the Vale
fighting 1t out to the last inch. 1t was
Lynes good riding that carried his mount
past the flying Belmont colt just at the
wire.
Better Than His Sire.
Out of the west came savable, the son
Of Salvador, whose records have stood for
years, to snatch away a victory from the
champions of the east-cracks that only
days ago were thought to outclass the
western colt. Out Of the west also came
Proctor Knott who, in the first running
of the Futurity. fourteen years ago, out
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become the idol of the American turf
savable was able to do what his famous
sire failed to do before him.
| Another memory of past Futurities came
with the magnificent race of Keene'a
| speediest of lllies, Dazzling, whose sire
! st. Leonards, ran third in the classic oil
1892. 1t is not always given to filly to
| be up in the first flight of such a race
| Butterfiy's was a marvel In 1894 and luck
favored EAlouette three years later. To-
day Dazzling came with a burst of speed
| that was true to her name, but she fal-
| tered In the last few strides, and, faltering
was beaten OF by the two leaders.
John A Drake and the western contin.
gent, always confident that Savable would
score. played him down from 20. and In
some books 25 to 10. In such a surgine
mass as that which crowded the betting
ring, with every man struggling to place
his money, thousands were as units. Eager
layers seized what was thrust at them
and knew no east or west 1t was the
| west, however, that rounded up the good
thing Of the day and cashed in at night.
| fall.
Never Before Such n Crowd.
sheepshead never knew such crowd. Al
noon the lower tier Of the three-deck grand.
stand was crowded. Long before the buglt
sounded the FIRST race all three tiers were
filled with a mass Of moving color. 1t wai
woman everywhere. costumed in hlmy bril-.
liant gowns, and bedecked with colorl
rare and radiant Almost as far as the
eye could reach. down over the lawn and
through the field, 1t was a sWaying mass
Of humanity. Twenty thousand surged IL
the field, and within and beyond the tracl
1 a.
Men prominent in every walk OF life snC
every man who loves race horse and eth,
sport Of kings" whose business would per
init it. gathered with his fellows undel
the shadow Of the club house and the grea
stands.
Thirty-one were carded to go, but Sow
ereign. Sir Voorhles. Dalesman, Love Not
Royal Summers. Merry Acrobat and Media
we're scratched. Bounding Beauty was adde,
at a late moment by the Pepper stabl
and a few minutes later withdrawn. Their,
we're twenty-four left to fight It out in
contest where only the stoutest hearted
might hope to live.
"They're on"
The call to saddle was trumpeted at
o'clock. and one long, thin line filed ou
and cantered slowly past the stands. En-
thusiasm was pent up. 1t was anxiet
rather than excitement that prevailed Il
that vast gathering. Hardly one OF tn
sleek-limbed racers but had a host of sup
porters, and not one but won the admira
tion OF all Starter Pettingill waited 10
the field, red nag In hand.
To the eager watchers that blurred lik
far up at the end OF the chute seemed /
constant wriggling motion. with now an
! | then a flash of red or a clint of ufhffa a
the silk OF the boys Jackets caught th
sunlight 1t was deperate work TO kee
that line straight before the final wor,
wit2 fortunes depending on the result. Fo
twenty minutes they seesawed TO and fr,
then came a swish Of the nag and a bur
; OF the bell In the judges box.
: Instantly there was frenzy among II
multitude. That never forgotten or