New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-12-22

Alfred Grenda, Of Tasmania, who
paired with AL Goullet, figured TO finish
prominently in the six-day race at Mad
ison Square Garden, was seriously in
jured in a bad spill shortly after II
o'clock last night. During the climax
of one Of the widest, maddest nights
Of sprinting that the historic and pict-
uresque arena ever saw, Grenda was
thrown so heavily as the result of a
tire becoming detached from his wheel
that he suffered fracture of the col
larbone. He was taken TO Bellevue
Hospital.
The accident came shortly after the
end of the ninth sprint OF the evening.
Heretofore at the close of the fivemile
sprint, the field has been content TO
take matters easy. This time, however,
Oscar Egg and Dupuy had planned a
surprise.
Dupuy Cuts Loose
While the field was slowing down
with the pistol shot that marked the
finish Dupuy cut loose with every ounce
of energy he had at his command. In
the wild tumult of applause for the
sprint finish the field was not appraised
of the menace until Dupuy had sho.
out TO nearly half lap advantage
Egg was ready to take the pace and
alternating often, the pair soon in
creased their advantage.
Try as they would the other hood
winked riders were steadily losing
ground. 1t seemed a moral certainty
that Dupuy and Egg would steal lap
Then the unexpected happened. Mad
den spilled rounding the Fourth Avenue
turn. The field avoided him, but il
precipltated unusual confusion. With
in half lap the climax came.
Grenda's tire came off at the first
turn of the Madison Square end OF the
saucer. The wheel sidded and
buckled. AS the bell rang Thomas
and Mcnamara fell from exhaustion
Goullet, after the race was resumed
succeeded in winning this tenth sprint
to keep the Goullet-Grenda club in the
lead for the sprint points.
The standing in the point competi-
ton for the four nights sprints was
Goullet and Grenda, 8; Root and Mad
den and Mcnamara and Spears tied al
1913; Eaton and Ryan, 10; Hill and
Drobach, 49, Walthour and Debaetes
are credited with % points and the
other teams with "a each.
Broker Stirs Things Up
Yesterday, the fourth day Of the race
at the Garden, was the most listless OF
the week, barring the early hours OF
the morning, when some lively sprint
ing was INDUCED in for special prizes
put up by a young gentleman Of APP
parent wealth and careless habits as to
money.
Homer Oryis, broker, was the way
ne described himself, and soon after
taking his seat in box near the track
ne started shedding yellowbacks. Some
he put up for one-mile sprntS, others
he forced upon walters and ushers, and
finally he invaded the roost of the
Hard Boiled Eggs in the press stand
and insisted that everybody "have
something"
Harry Fink, the milk-fed Apollo from
The Bronx. stammered and ordered
milk, and the other Eggs felt their
shells almost crack under the strain.
A pleasant time was had by all
A dozen spirits, at $40 per dash.
were run of under the inspiration Of
the young man in the silk topper, and
the prizes were fairly well distributed
among the riders. even Kopsky and
Tom Bello coming in for rewards.
Once or twice some of the trailers were
almost Tapped, but each time the lead
ers slowed down, and no ground was
lost.