The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1909-07-22
Seeing he vanderbilt Cup Race.

Swing tue FAhafAniAA SbF N3Nts
Gear Comingle is what Julian Street
calls bis article in the July American
Magazine in which he tells some Of the
experiences Of the week he spent at
the training camp Of George Robertson,
the American driver who won the race,
OF the race Itself Mr.. Street writes
"The dawn Of the day before the
race found an unwonted crowd at Der.
ieho Daylight had hardly come when
motors began 10 circulate around the
course. BY afternoon a solid stream
Of cars was passing; limousines, tour
ing cars runabouts, Seeing New York
coaches, electrics, motorcycles, painting
one nngers' every sort Of vehicle that
Is self propelled Night turned the par.
ade into a flight Of great black beetles,
with round fiery eyes.
mo one who has been to Wander
bilt Cup race viii deny the charm and
wonder that builds, builds, builds.
through tie preceding night, There IL
something hypnotic ii It, something
strange and eerie that overcomes one,
like fantastic dream What Is it'll
Eerythingl The sandwiches and shiny
bottles you have packed; the jockeying
for places 1T the ferry the rush ont
on Long Island with q thousand other
cars. II Is the mystery 81 the night;
of country roads roads which were
desoiate last night, and win be so to-
morrow, but which now are alive with
lights and Arhirfing, moaning, honking
noises 10 is unreal, uneaRny.
eWhen the dawn broke. wet and gray,
there was s solid jam 81 motors in the
road at Jericho. The course was abso-
iutely blocked. There were wild tele.
phonings for troops to clear the taugle
So that our racers might be gotten ont
0f the garage and taken to the start
ing line. A damp, haggard, happy mob
was everywhere
Soldiers came ut last, and with them
some degree Of order A space was
cleared before the garage, and mar
row lane was made between two lines
Of autos s last the doors swung back,
disclosing, dramatically, the two flat
shouted racing ears. Led By a run.
about in which 4 hatless gentleman was
bowling wildly for more room, they
made 4 smarline, barking progress down
the line Of cars II was with indie
smibable relief that we saw them turn
AZ last into d comparatively unobstrurt-
ed road which led over to the grand
stand.
You remember the story Of Robert
son and 'f6'; their splendid race, the
anxious moments in the last lap, and
the driving finish which gave them vie
tory and broke tho previous American
road record
when it was over, Robertson came
back to camp in touring car A great
full throated crowd awaited him when
.he tfiumphal chariot stopped before the
garage Someone thrust broom in the
ictor's hands; others lifted him to his
feet He stood there, g1inniHg at the
,rowd, his eyes halt shut with the wind /
and dirt Of the quarter Of thousand (
miles that he had made that morning,
bis hair trousled, his face and hands |
gray with CRIME
".speech. someone called. An took
up the cry
"rhe grin never left his face.
"'Speechl Speech
He moved his lips a little. Silence
ell
"Then the team manager jumped mp
beside him.
I've got to thank You all for him,
Re said. He can't speak just now, be-
ausewell he ran out of chewing gum,
ind had to use his tongue instead. =