Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-12-11

Gays that no Is Elulng as Ia9t as any
one In the grind, but cannot figure
now the scorers ever took a lap away
from the team, as he was with the
leaders all the time. All the other
teams say the same thing.
Petit Breton has an adornment on
his left eye which has been termed
masterpiece of sinners"
The Indoor Yacht Club had a ses-
sion in the press stand this morning
Several of the scribes own boats
ranging from canoes TO schooners, and
they were discussing the relative
merits of their respective crafts.
C. #. Bray, the father of Mrs
Jackie Clark, is a dyed in-the-w wool
fan, and spends most of his time
around the track and the camp of his
son-in-law, Jackie.
The plano in the infield has GER
tainly been given the rush this week.
While 1t has been known that volun-
teer pianists are almost as plentiful
as volunteer singers, the number of
key-pounders who have hammered
that music box this week Is surpris-
ing. Some are good, but the ma
jority are impossible.
The "Tangomaniacs" put in an ap-
pearance about six bells this morn
ing, and they amused the large crowd
in the building at that hour. The
cabaret part of the early morning was
up to the standard and the faithful
had little to kick against.
FIgIsz LII
reasonable this morning than they
We're yesterday A few of that class
of pests tried to start an argument
here and there, but were quickly
shown the error of their way.
The vacuum cleaner" was put to
work at o'clock, and those who have
been in the Garden from the start OF
the race will be corraled and put out
of the building.
Patsy Kline and his brother Nick
played the race for visit last night
and mingled with friends among the
riders, trainers and scorers.
Collins seemingly is getting thinner
as the race grows in length. If the
reducing process keeps on Collie will
have to carry weights to keep from
becoming an aviator.
Among the Newarkers seen around
the wooden saucer were Charles Fos-
ter, Duke Wellington, the scribe; Col
lie Alliston, the cop; Johnny oHara,
the tailor, and Mullins, the truck
man. The latter refused to pick
winner, saying that he would be over
later In the week and slip over the
John Purrow Mitchell, the mayor
elect of New York city, occupied an
arena box last night.
Con games are making their ap-
pearance in and about the arena. The
old three-card monte stunt, with sew
eral boosters. prospered during the
early hours of the morning Floyd
mcfarland had considerable COM
ment to make on the Manhattan law
that prevents the city from policing
the Garden. The hoodlums that
make the Garden their home during
the big grind have been unusually
active collecting a toll in watches and
overcoats. Former Fire Chief Gro
ker's force of firemen and policemen
have been installed for the week, but
their presence has not quel1ed the
criminal element n bit After a big
piece OF joist had been thrown from
the third floor balcony to the fiat of
the track at the Fourth avenue bank
MacFarland, recalling the days of
Inspector McCluskey. exclaimed,
"Give me blue coat and badge and
I'll go up and clean that bunch out"
Joe Kopsky, of the sadly belated
pest Team" went out and gained
lap all by his lonesome soon after
midnight. Later he attempted to
gather another. but Verri tackled on
and the sprinting was spirited for
several minutes.
The Goullet-F ogler team changes
are apparently being regulated by the
way Clark and Grenda ride. When
ever Clark mounts Goullet takes up
the battle. and vice versa.
For several miles before o'clock
this morning Verri set one of the
stiffest PAGES seen thus far since the
start of the race. SO grueling was
the going that none of the grindsters
was able to sprint Tree Feller"
Grenda rode until relieved by Clark
without taking the grips on the han
die bars.
Shorty Alliston," the lanky han
dler in the Coburn camp, says that
the six-day race saved a mans life
once. When the long trainer was
life guard along the Jersey shore. he
hauled man in distress out of the
water, and after reviving the drowned
one, the victim lost consciousness
again. shorty" happened to put his
hand in the pocket of his sweater
coat and inadvertently pulled out a
capsule. which had been
cached there since the Garden race.
He gave the hop to the victim,
who came around all right.