The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1916-11-28

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or may not be worth preserving.
Not II Race Track.
Newmarket is not a race track in
the American sense. The g~randstand
and surrounding enclosures seem
rather a gathering station set In the
midst Of ~neyer-ending fields OF won
derfully green and velvety turf. But.
to the right there are the familiar
white rail fences which mark the
several slants or strafghtaway
courses into the home stretch. Wit
Messing the start r. an English race
is ynuchsafed to the spectator, as It IL
q mile race the horses start II mile
away from the grandstand. 1t is is
= mile and q half race, they start All
mile III = half away. The tracks
here are built for racing, not to af-
ford q spectacle. The #racegoer must
be content with the brief struggle he
in the last hundred yards or SO
and the flash past the winning post.
Even this thrill is denied when occa-
%sionally tho finish line is moved afur-H
long pr SO UP the track to. conform to-
some century-old tradition.
During the afternoons racing this
year one could see on the tracks all
the colors long familiar to the Eng
ltsh courses, the primrose of Lord
Roscberry; the black and white cap
OF Lord Derby. the white and black
sleeves or the Duke of Portland; the
yellow and black cap of the Duke of
Mnst1ninster; the blue and yellow
hoops OF BARON de Rothschild the
dark blue and buff stripes Of the
Earl. Of Jersey: the light blue and
pink sash Of Major Waldorf Aston.
own#horscs which are entered for
the various events.
Makes In Tor Thrills.
TO return to London from New
castle by motor clearly makes mp for
any thrills that MAJ have been want
ing nit the track. First there is the
h%eadlong rush along the roadato cover!
as many miles as possible before the
f~ast-settfng sun robs the land of its
protecting rays and night closes ill.
For headlights in time Oh war are Ia
.b0oed and the nlotOrist@l must grope
his way through the darkness as best
he can by the pale flicker Of his
screened ~stdelamps. Some Of the
English chautfeurs have become.
adopts In the dark and speed along at.
twenty to Thirty miles an hour, sWeTv-
ing suddenly nov and then to avoid
VI darkened wagon Or a motor bound
in the opposite direction. To the
novice from abroad this running
through tile blackness Of night and
the narrow escapes from collision are
ANYTHING but treassurinE
The outskirts Of London may be
reached within that first hour of
darkness In which the searchlights of
the. citv's aerial defense play in prac-
tice SO that they may be sktlfully di-i
rected against any intruding Zeppe-.
lin#that ma venture over in the later
reaches OF the night.
ScaIcllIiGlt Canopy.
Sweeping in from the country the
spectacle OF the searchlight canopy
loser tile city isl ono never to be for.
gotten. The blazing white beams
shoot from every ANGLE, and some
more powerful than the rest appear
to be impiously struggling to- ply
their way into the Very mysteries OF.
heaven itself. Great. broad bands of
dazzling daylight, they fash5thelrwaF
stntoGdar.k and mystic space. They
cross, interlace. turn and sweep with
an effort that no pyrotechntc display
ever has attained. 1t Is difficult to
realize that these maryels have been
called into play by the grim business
of war rather tina llto kirkland n.ys-
ttfy in tile spectacular BrlIiance ot
their display.
BY the time the twisting, tortuous
streets OF the inner city + reached
the searchlight trials generally are
ut an end and#once again comes q
slow groping through the gloom.
Al day of war time racing is q day
of striking contrasts.