The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1902-09-02
SAVAblE SEXES
THE GREAT PRIZE
He Wins the futurity by an
tyeIash.
cFC0NI,
ORD OF VALE SECONU
Dazzling, One Of the Four Keene Re
representatives., Third.
THE TIME or THE RACE ONE, FOURTEEN
A Throng Of Fifty thousand People Watch Witt
BreathIess Interest Tie Great Field Strug.
gle For the Laurel Wreath OF
Championship.
Championship
(Hy the Associated Press.)

New York, Aug. 30.-SaVable, sired by
Salvador the most sensational race horse
the American turf has ever seen, won
the rich Futurity at Sheepshead Bay to-
day. John A. Drake, a Western mllilon-
aire, owns him, his trainer, Enoch Wish
tern Jockey, rode him to victory. August
Belmont's Hastings colt, Lord OF the
Vale, was second, only an eye lash te-
hind, while Dazzling, one OF the four
Keene representatives, finished tnlrd.
The time was III, better than the Flu
turity record over the full course. but a
second and four ffths lower than the
best full six furlongs two year old
record down the chute.
Never was a more inspiring race wit
messed at beautiful Sheepshead, the gar
den spot of the East. never was a
crowd greater or enthusiasm more I'M
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 be-
fore the fall Of the flag it looked as il
anyone of the dozen OF the thorough
breds had an even chance for the stake.
Indeed, with the great field that faced
the starter, the greatest in number that
ever struggled for the laurel wreath OF
championship, it seemed as though moth
ing short of a miracle could bring them
all safely through that six furlong
journey, short though it was with the
crowding and punching around the
dangerous curve of the chute. They
naSSad that pOint hGWpyar like a fr06n
of cavalry, and Strengthened out, came
into the stretch in a swirl of dust.
Savable and Lord of the Vale fighting it
out to the last inch. 1t was Ryan's good
ride that carried his mount past the
flying Belmont colt just at the wire.
John A. Drake and the Western con-
tingent were confident that Savable
would score. and they played him Down
from twenty, and in some books twenty
five to fifteen. In such a surging mass
as that which crowded the betting ring,
with every man struggling to place his
money, thousands were as units. Eager
players 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 came in at night
fall.
Sh~eepshead never knew such a crowd
as gathered there today. At noon the
lower tier of the three deck grand-stand
was crowded. Long before the bugle
sounded the first race, all the tiers were
nlled with a mass of moving color. It
was woman everywhere, costumed in
hlmy, brilliant gowns and bedecked with
colors rare and radiant. Twenty thous-
and surged in the field and within and
beyond the track rails there were
thousands more.
Ihlrty-one We're carded to go, but
sovereign, Sir VOORHEES,, Dalesman,
Lovenote, Royal Summons, Merry Acrobat
ana Medal We're scratched. Bounding
Beauty was added at a late moment by
the Pepper stable. and a few minutes
later withdrawn. There were TWENTY
four who went in to fight it out.
Inc start was a ragged one, though
better than had been expected. Lord of
the Vale was among the first to break.
with Savable and Hurstbourne and Daz-
fling right at his heels. Fire Eater.
with Dogget up, the only one that failed
to go, was left standing at the post. half
turned around. They flew like the wind
down the hill, stretched out completely
across the track, t~wenty-three in what
seemed to be almost a straight line.
Fully a dozen, as they mounted the
hill, We're bobbing up and down in per
feet rhythm and within reaching dis
lance Of each other. The hearts of the
fifty thousand onlookers were t%hrobbing
now with the intensity Of the excite
ment. For a moment, as the racers
Strengthened out, there was crowding il,
the centre of that flying cavalcade. To
go down meant death; a single misstap
meant a frightful catastrophe. There
was hardly a sound in the stands, but a
mighty shout went up when Dazzlias,
carrying the spotted white of the
Keenes, came first into the stretch and
the others spread out for the dash down
to tie Wire.
McCue touched Lord of the Vale with
the whip and the gallant son of Hastings
sprang out to the front. Perhaps he
made his run too soon. for he began TO
fa1ter when hard challenged a moment
later, but recovered. The goal was we'll
within sight and McCue began to ride
like a fiend. The Whitney and Keene
candidates We're pushing him hard.
There were cries of Irish Lad and
Golden Maxim" and Flying Prince"
and "Mizzen," and a half hozen others.
Savable, the son of Salvador, never was
thought of. There were hoarse shouts
for "Dazzling" and "Duster," for .Ace-
full and Payne and '.Whitechapel.'
Yet one small group-they came from
the West-had their strained eyes set for
a glimpse Of turquoise blue that seemed
far pack in the rear. Lyme
was ready, too, and Sayable an
swered the tip Of the spur and the
swish Of the whip across the cleaning
flank. He came out Of the bunch like a
thoroughbred. Lyme lifted him with
every leap, and inch by inch in the last
sixteenth, he Wore down the single
length between him and victory. McCue
tried desperately to stall off defeat. He