The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-03-06
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 BY HENRY McELMORE United Prass Staff Correspondent
 New York-This is being writ ten at the annual track meet of the International Association of Amateur Athletes of Amsrica. The scene is Madison Square garden, and as look from my mezzanine perch I see only atheletes in track scanties and official described by the heat.
 When an official allows himself to be de-derbied it is worth men tioning. Only the removal of his badge. Only the removal of his after the Kansas sun flower in fill maturity could be more astonlsh- ing.
 In fact, the only thing more as- tonishing that I can think of is the seven and one-half points picked up by little Manhattan in the field events. You probably know Manhattan either as a cock tail of the obscure place where Football Coach Chick Meehan was exiled when he made too much money for New York university Gin future paragraphs New York university will be referred to as N. Y. U., that school being red hot favorites for the team title, and thus likely to appear quite often.
 It would take a man of Hervey Aliens stanana to describe the track that is being used. Designed by one Gustavus Kirby, it covers the entire floor space of the gar den and includes no fewer than 20 lanes. All of the lanes are of diff ferent distances, which means that in a relay every starter is stag gered," and starts at different point from his rivals. This makes for much confusion. A. few min- utes ago I was yelling for Prince ton in the 1600-meter relay.
 Imagine my embarrassment when I learned that Princeton, the team I thought was ahead, finished fourth and last. Boston college, found out later, won in a driving finish from Manhattan. I am not the only one confused. In a later relay one member of the Holy Cross team ignored asred light, got out of his lane, and cost his school the race.
 I have just been cautioned to pay attention to the 1500 meter race in which Bill Bonthorn of Prince ton and Gene Venzke of Pennsy!- vania will go to town. Bonthorn IS on the pole, and Venzke IS asire him. The gun has just sounded and Venzke is out in front running with that lazy stride that made him tops two years ago. At the end of the fifth lap, Venzke setting a hell of a pace is 30 yards out in front on Bonthorn, who is content to run with the pack. We'll skip those in the next three laps, and jump into the final lap, Venzke, running strong is 20 yards ahead.
 Suddenly a roar that shakes the garden from floor to chandeliers goes up. It can mean but one thing. Bonthorn is challenging Bonthorn of old Nassau is moving u pmaking his bid for the lead. From then on the crowds eye Is not fastened on the leader as is usual, but on the second man. Bonny is something to look at in the third act, so to speak, of a distance race. Head down, spikes dug in, he smy- bolizes the power, fifteen yards. he picks up. Then, before you know it. he's collored the flying Venzke. And when Bonthorn looks 'em in the eye-when Bonthorn says, .okay, babe, here am, let's run it out from here on," it's all over. There isn't a miller in this country who, half a lap from home. can match this "kick" down the stretch. He's just got something the others they ain't got, if you'll allow me to lapse into the lingo of tho rice country.
 As they breast the tape Bon thorn is a step and a half ahead of Venzke. Bonny is strong. He runs half way around the track before pulling up. Venzke is shot, and half stumbles into the officials arms as