The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-10-18
Belmont Park To Come To Life In Big Run Saturday
By wEsTRRooK PEGLEE

BELMONT PARK, LONK ISLAND, N. Y., Oct 17.-Off in the distance where the blazing sumac and the blue @eist blend together in the In- dian summer dress of historic Long Island, a race horse in quarter blan- ke-J is stretching his legs over the soft loam track of Belmont Park with a little midget of a practice boy bobbing forward about his ears.
 Around the corner of the green painted stable, where you stand, there comes the dull thump of rest less hoofs on a bedded stable floor, the tinkle of a trolley -~ea1n as a Restricted watch dog patrols his beat. Somewhere nearby, but unseen, party of negro boys would seem to be shooting few passes with the dice.
 Belmont Park is lonely place now and even the bright new paint of the grandstand does not dispel the au- tumn melancholy as Papyrus aud Zev complete their training for theh race on J.ttur1ay afternoon Then, for few hours. Belmont Park will come to life again, brilliant with the gay enamel of town cars and the gaudy plumage of fashionable women, noisy with the bleating of the band the voice of the traffic and the thrum crowd excited with anticipation of famous horse race.
 There are only few horses left at Belmont Park now. The metro politan racing season is over. Ordi- narily the stable hands, the latter demalion colored boys, always laugh ing or singing or arguing about horses, would be working their way south with the horses for the win ter season in gentler climate. This year they have hung around some of them at the cost of severe hunger no tn hn af urday afternoon when Papyrus of England and Zev. whom they all know well, will run their race at one mile and one-half for purse of $100,000.
 Donoghue a Midget.
 If the saloons were still going in America, Steve Donoghue, 46 years old and nearly 20 years aboard the horses in Great Britain and France, would have to produce birth cer- tificate to buy glass of beer. About the size of an eighth grade school boy, Steven Donoghue is, and you might mi stake him for a child as he stands in boots and brooches waiting to put a leg ever Papyrus-untll you had looked into his face and seen the face ofN a man, incongruously asso /, ciated with the spare little body.
 Steve came out to Belmont for hls first look at the course and to re- new his association with Papyrus Wednesday morning. He was over night off the boat from England, whence he had come just to spend brief two minutes in the chair on Papyrus' back next Saturday-more than 6,O00 miles of travel for a two minute sporting event
 Wednesday was not Papyrus's turn to run on the track. It was Zev's day, so Donoghue merely took Papyrus for gallop with Bar Gold, the stable companion of the British champion, running alongside Dom oghue was not effusive- about it, but he did seem to have a mild touch of glee at the renewal of his acquain- tance with Papyrus, whom he rode to victory in the British derby at Epson Downs this year. And yet Papyrus. great as he is in his day, is just one of the great horses Dom noghue has ridden in his 20 years, and may be forgotten by the time Steve finally sloughs his silk blouse and riding boots and ret1res from the saddle.
 There is something in common be- tween jockey and a cloak model. She mustn't attach herself too fondly to the wraps she wears in such regal style before the bilious old ladies in the showroom. Neither must jockey become too deeply attached to game, beautiful, friendly mount be- cause he is only hired to ride, and own.
 Papyrus Tempered.
 After the gallop, Papyrus was re- turned to the big circular stable, standing in a park within park, and fenced off from the rest of the Belmont reservation, to be rubbed and wiped and have his hoofs in spected. They may have powdered his nose and marcelled his tail, for that matter. It was all very secret and secrecy has aggravated the little injury to Papyrus's near-front ankle, which Basil Jarvis, the trainer, ac- knowledged last week.
 There are only a few horses left at Belmont park now. The metro politan racing season is over. Ordl- nariiy the stable hands, the latter demalion colored boys, always laugh ing or singing on arguing about horses, would be working their way south with the horses for the winter season in a gentler climate. This year they have hung around. some of them at the cost of severe nun ger bangs, to be at Belmont park Saturday afternoon when Papyus of know well, will run their race at one mile and one-half for a purse of $100,000.
 Zev came out for his run accom- panied by Little Chief and pulled up at one mile and one-quarter in 2.09 after making top speed most of the way. It was the speed that ran the very heart out Of the other good American horses thls summer and made Zev champion of the American turf until late in the season when My owns record gave him the right to challenge.
 The Jockey club, an aristocratic or ganization, which is handling the en- tire affair, will make this one more royal day for American royalty which employs more footmen and lives in more luxurious quarters always than the royalty of any European country. A millionaire is no uncommon sight in any American city and a file of them in limousines can be seen any evening along Park avenue. But a concentration of them on the hoof, in correct millionaire sporting get up. is something that even cat may not often gaze at
 After that, -,elmont Park will be forgotten again until spring, when the snow clears and the colts begin to frisk over the track again, prepar- in for their ullick caraerS and the