The New York herald., 1921-09-11
II. p. Whitney's Bunting
Wins Futurity by a Neck
Stands Long Hard Drive and Wears Down Lawrence
Waterbury's Gaantman, Which Is Second
Length in Front of Dream of Allah.
by HENRY ". KING.


To Harry Payne Whitney's hand
some bay colt Bunting, son OF Pen
nant and Frillery. went the rich and
historic Futurity at Belmont Park yes
terday afternoon. Lawrence Water
bury's gallant colt Galantman was
second and e. B. McLean's chestnut
flly Dream of Allah third. 1t was a
great contest and great crowd saw
1t decided. More than 10000 persons
visited the course to see 1t run. BY the
victory Mr.. Whitney was enriched
$40, 700. To the owner of the second
horse went $5,166 and $2.5S3 went to
the third The time of the race was
1:11 2-5. Twenty-Five horses ran.
Mr.. Whitney's silks have flashed
home in front in this turf classic be-
fore, but not since his fathers Bally-
hoo Bey beat Olympian and Tommy
Adkins in 1900 did Mr.. Whitney re-
ceive such thrill as he did yesterday.
Bunting won the classic by a short
front In the last few strides Mr.. Whit
ney's joy was unbounded. He shrieked
and yelled as IL the victory meant
everything in the world TO him. Mr.
Whitney always has been as enthusi-
a-stic as a schoolboy when one of his
good colts or mare Is running. But yes
terday he outdid himself In a roofing"
way. While his colt was running the
last quarter of a mile and gaining
ground slowly but surely his voice.
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hard, boy y could be heard above the
shouts and shrieks Of the thousands OF
enthusiastic fans who surrounded him.
Friends but Rival Owners.
Standing beside him IN the Turf md
Field Club enclosure was his old and
most intimate friend. Lawrence Water
bury And it was Mr. waterbury's colt.
Galantman. which Mr.. Whitney was
roofing to beat. Galantman had more
early speed than Mr.. Whitneys colt and
led the field all the way down the six
furlong course until dozen jumps from
the judges
While Mr. Whitney was shriek.ng his
lnightiest Mr.. Waterbury was calling
and pleading for his colt to go faster.
Mis- shouts were not quite loud as
those of Mr.. Whitney, but they were
just as ilnploring. During the last
eighth of a mile. when the race waxed
close, his voice qu.vered as he shouted,
Keep him going, lad"
But the instant Bunting's nose poked
in front Mr.. Waterbury knew it and
stopped roofing" 'You beat me-" he
said to Mr.. Whitney as he slapped him
on the back. I'm second"
When he had spoken these few words
the race was over and the Jl9gssr had
placed Bunting first Then Mr.. Whit
ney turned to his pal and. slapping him
on the back with his left hand, grabbed
his hand with his right and shouted ::
''You came mighty close to killing me.
Larry. don't like those kind OF fin-
ishes 1t was grand though, wasn't
It? You must admit it. even though you
were nosed out. Your colt ran a dandy
race. didn't believe 1t was in him.
He's mighty nice colt and I'm glad
you were second"
Then the two sportsmen. who have
sported together for many years. played
polo together thousand times and
played together at a score OF games,
were surrounded by practically every
person in the Turf and Field Club. Both
were congratulated until 1t seemed their
hands would crack.
CONGRATULATE Trainers.
And in their enthusiasm they didn't
forget their trainers. As soon as pos
sfble both worked their way out of the
clubhouse and into the paddock. There
each went in quest of his trainer. Mr..
Whitney nearly smashed Jimmy Rowe's
fingers in his athletic hand and Mr..
Waterbury showered all sorts of praise
on Scott Harlan for the fine race his
charge had run.
While Mr.. Whitney was shouting and
pleading for Bunting almost all Of the
$4,000 persons present were doing the
same thing. His colt, which was counled
with Whiskaway and Mrs. Payne Whit
ney's Sedge, was the public favorite and
heavily supported at 8 to 5.
When Bunting returned to the scales
It seemed as II every one present gave
him hearty cheer. The ovation he re-
ceived was a magnificent tribute to a
fast and courageous colt.
Bunting won the race because Of these
qualities: He was the best horse In the
race and had the most courage He
stood hard drive for a quarter of a
mile. and II there had been the least bit
of yellow In him he would have been
beaten. Galantman ran wonderful
race. He showed speed and gameness
too. but Bunting under an energetic ride
by Coltiletti outgamed him IT tine end
Dream of Allah ran a hundred pounds
better than her effort here a few days
ago. She had plenty OF speed and hung
on we'll. Surf Rider ran winning race.
He was caught in n pocket soon after
the start and didn't get free until too
late. My Play, the full brother OF Man
War. bore out all the way and was
never a serious contender. Deadlock
ran well, and so did Harridan.
Admfring Crowd In Paddock.
Before the race 1t seemed as IL every
one at the track was In the paddock.
Every one OF the twenty-five contestants
was surrounded by an admiring crowd
The Whitney trio, Bunting, Whiskaway
ana Sedge, attracted most attention. and
late comers had no chance of seeing
them at all The ring around them was
mt least a Sszen deep and their admirers
yDsde long visit and didn't leave th=m
until the bugle called the trio to the post
My Play. because or his relationship
70 the immortal Man o. War, also was
inspected minutely BY an admiring and
critical crowd. Because he isn't the
same color as his illustrious brother
Few except the horsemen could see any
resemblance to Man o. War. and many
turned away after the first glance and
said: He doesn't look like Man o. War
and / don't believe he can run like
HIM" Galantrnan also received many
visitors. So did Surf Rider and Harri-
dan, which Harry 4, Sinclair had leased
from J. r.. Madden for the event. and
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