The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-05-29


work.
$50 Fifth Avenue
Southwest Corner Twentieth Street
secure a perfect alignment when suddenly
the entire field faced the barrier inst
| gerald pressed the electric bulb which he
held behind him; Up went the gate with
a quick snap and before the crowd realized
it the race was under way.
They're Of! Here they. comel Now
keep your eye on them.'' yelled thousands
az the colors flashing in the bright sun
light were borne along 10y the flying horses
as they left a denSa cloud OF dust behind
them. The army of spectators in the field
were the first to get a line on the way the
horses we're running The start had been
Bill dropped back. With the quic kness
of a lightning bolt, O'Neil rushed over to
the rail with Irish Lad. and coming down
past the grand stand where men and women
white with excitement stood watching
Irish Lad had clean length. O,Neil having
tight pull on the bride with the colts
mouth wide open. So easy and vet so
powerful was t he stride Of the Candlemas
colt that old-time turfmen even at this
early stage realized that the others had a
wonderful horse to beat.
Dom Paul was hot after Irish Lad. lead
ing Gunfre by a length and a half, with
Mr. Whitney's mare head before lgniter;
while following close up were HenO and
Yardarm. Hunter Raine and Col Bill trail
ing along in the rear through binding
cloud Of dust. ONei took a firmer hold
on Irish Lad as he rounded the lower turn
and allowed Dom Paul to range alongside
80 that as they entered the back stretch
yrio al lad t,v-o alb hno with nnT
Paul second. length and half before
Igniter. Glnnre and Col Bill. who were
running neck and neck. Cannon had
taken Col, Bill to this prominent position
by cracking him on the TANKS with tho
whip and riding him with 40 much vigor
that the colts hackers threw up their hands
in dismay. II was too early an effort,
and it was then and there predicted that
Col Bill would be badly beaten. Burns
was riding waiting race on Gunfire and
had begun to urge Dom Paul. who found it
impossible to put his head in front Of Irish
Lad. On up the back stretch the horses
swept. the. crowd vainly trying to make
out the Kaleidoscope colors and thousands
shrieking in ecstacy and despair.
GUNFIRE CHALLENGES IRISH LAD
Irish Lad will surely stop" was the
cry that swelled into a .umultuous roar as
the spectators saw Glnf1re gradually NOV
had length to spare. and yet he travelled
along with the same magnificent stride.
ON ell making no effort 10 increase his
speed. Dom Paul. feeling the strain through
heart and limb, began 10 stop. and as he
am With sn,s @H CO.. Bf Heno a Gspf n
junction following in a compact bunch.
Hunter Raine was last, with Yardarm just
in front OF him. while Bonnibert was laboring
along az II in serious trouble: As they
swept around the turn, completing a mile.
Irish Lad began to lose his advantage and
Gunfire, who was just beginning to re-
ceve encouragement from Burns. went
after him full tilt.
"Gunf1re wins" was tho volcanic shrek
that went W fTSm 200 throas i seemed
overhaul the flying three-year odd. but she
did not have very great advantage over
Igniter, who was running strongly under
Cochrai's persuasion and who looked as If
he might. with game sprint down the
fsniter vas bumped by Dom Paul . S Who was
firing with every stride. and Mr., Feather
stones colt a son Of the famous Lamp
lighter. was shut in, Cochran pulling him
up from what might have been fatal fall
And now Irish Lad and Gunfire were.
Strengthened out for the final rush to the
wire. They drew away from the others 80
quickly that all eyes we're centred on them
in the terrific duel between them, which
was to result in victory for one and defeat
for the other.
Quickly realizing that it was also bat
tie between father and son and that no
matter which won. the glory would belong
TO the Whitney family. the crowd cut it.
self loose with such cheering and such DEM
constructions Of enthusiasm as are seldom
seen anywhere except upon an American
ring that Gunfire, under the hard riding OF
Burns. got up TO Irish Lads saddle girth
O'Sei. with one swift look behind, saw
that the crucial moment had arrived. but
down to ride Irish Lad out to the last ounoe,
and. as Burns did the same, and as Gunfire
responded with wonderful pluck and daz-
Zling speed. the two horses rushed down
to the wire neck and neck.
To man who stood almost in direct
line with the. finish mark. it looked az II
there might be dead heat. First Irish
Lads nose was in front and then Gum
fires. Both Jockeys we're riding for their
lives. The two thoroughbreds, with haring
nostrils and blazing eyeballs. seemed to
struggled on without hinching to the end.
Though uncertain as to the winner. the
great crowd gave vent to sigh OF relief
and then turned it's eyes to the board where
the winning number would be hoisted
heat. Other wagers were laid that Irish
Lad had won the day or that Gunfire had
been victorious, but the matter was def
nitely settled beyo nd dispute a few mo-
ments later when Irish Lads number was
hoisted.
Then there was another ovation awaiting
the triumphant colt as he was ridden
proudly back to the SCALES by, o'Neil, fol-
lowed by the others. The floral horseshoe
WAS waiting for Neil, and the hoy after
he had hoped on the scales fairly leaped
upon the shoulders OF half a dozen men,
high enough for the crowd to gee the boy
and cheer him again and again.
Then a camera fiend took snap shot
and o'Neil hurried away to the paddock,
the happiest jockey in America.
In the opinion OF competent judges |
It was the hest Brooklyn Handicap
ever run and the most sensational |
finish The Brooklyn. by the way, was |
in 1887, when Dry Monopole |
won 1t. Then the winners following we're: |
The Bard. Exile. Castaway H.. Tenny, |
Judge Morrow. Diablo. Or. Rice. Horn |
pipe. Sir Walter, Howard Mann. Ornament. |
Banastar, Kinley Mack. Conroy and Re,na. |
The hest previous time for the race was
061I. made bv Banastar in 1899.