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- Weighing In I By EVAN SHIPMAN DELAWARE PARK, Stanton, Del., June 11. — High Scuds good effort at a mile and a sixteenth here on Monday was matched by by an an excellent excellent show- - by by an an excellent excellent show- showing at six furlongs yesterday by both Jet Master and Jampol, : two more highly . regarded candidates : for Saturdays Kent Stakes. While High Scud won "off by himself," ; this sprint was a torrid affair, Jet Master scoring by a nose from the four -year-old : Penocc, Penocc, while while Jampol, Jampol, Penocc, Penocc, while while Jampol, Jampol, fc*-""-finishing | fastest of all, was only another nose ; to the rear. It was a pretty dash to watch, and the decision may have gone to 1 the best colt at the distance — it certainly went to the cleverest ride. Jet Master, for • all his class, has always been unscund, and | in a recent race at Belmont — which he won . — the handsome Jet Pilot colt belted to the , outside fence on the final turn, losing many valuable lengths in the process. Young Willie Passmore, his jockey yesterday, had, j no doubt, been fully warned of this embarrassing | tendency on the part of his mount. ; In any case, Passmore, snug at the rail, • allowed Penocc to race side by side with j him all the way. Penocc acted as a shield . as the pair took the far turn and the turn ; for home, and this, combined with a good, ; solid burr, kept the favorite where he belonged. ; But the race was not over just 1 because Jet Master was consenting to race straight . and true. In the stretch, Penocc ; hung on doggedly, and Passmcre hit Jet Master smartly at the furlong pele, hit him | twice. Instead of responding. Jet Master , dug his toes in, and Penocc took a good j head advantage. Quickly aware of his : mistake, Passmore resorted to a hand ride, j regained the lead, and held his advantage | to the wire. Meanwhile, on the outside, , Jampol, who had been in no hurry to declare , himself, had made up a good deal of j ground, and this colt — second recently to j Blue Man in the Preakness — might have taken it all had the distance been six furlongs | and two jumps. As it was, Jampol s ; finish was a sure omen that High Scud and | the rest will have their work cut out this , week-end. As for Jet Master, he deserves , credit for this win, but he hardly looks like | travelling any longer distance. Delawares steeplechase program will get off to a good start tomorrow with the two-mile Tom Roby, a 0,000 added stake for fencers who have never won a stake event over brush. As usual, the field will be only moderate in quality, the conditions excluding all of the leaders of this division. Glancing at the list of probable starters, we notice Extra Points, an easy winner recently at Belmont; Fracas, a French horse who has shown more than a little indication of quality this spring on Long Island; Golden Furlong, a young horse from a barn currently in rare form, and Montadet, another importation who may bear watching. Delaware, it seems to us, is filling the gap caused by the relative loss of interest in this branch of the sport in Maryland. There are so few chasers now in training that conflicts would reduce the fields to numbers that would hardly satisfy the crowds desire for an interesting spectacle, and Delaware has been wise in retarding the start of their brush program until Belmont and the United Hunts meetings were out of the way. The course here was, of course, designed by Willie duPont, who has long been familiar with this game and who is actually one of its staunchest supporters. To our eyes, it has always approached the ideal, and we foresee keen contests during this meeting, culminating with he big races, such as the Georgetown and the Indian River, stakes, that have always endowed the winners with an enviable reputation. Now that we have caught our breath * after a quick trip down here — our first in two years — allow us to pay tftteute again to the charm and beauty of this well appointed little track. After the great spaces of Hollywood * Park and Belmont, our two most * recent locations, Delaware strikes us as endearingly c intimate, but it is no less appealing 1 because it does not expect to cater * to the great throngs that swarm the Metropolitan I courses. Frankly, the only thing we have ever held against Delaware Park was * the weather, and, believe us, it can be i awfully hot and muggy in this area at the * time of year chosen for the annual meeting. So far, however, we cannot complain: i it was hot on Monday, mild on Tuesday and is cool today, and we will let well enough alone. - But even when this low-lying Delaware country is sweltering, we at the track get much relief from the wise retention of i forest trees that form great banks of foliage, * both at the stretch and upper turns. The retention of natural features here has e evidently been carefully planned as the more artificial beauties of Hollywood, or J the great vistas of Belmont. You learn to ; appreciate shade in a sweltering climate, s and the paddock at Delaware, where the Continued on Page Ten WEIGHING IN By EVAN SHIPMAN Continued from Page Four horses parade beneath the leaves of trembling sycamores is as welcome during the heat as a long, cool drink. The other tracks we have mentioned make much of flowers, their bloom decorating every idle space, but Delaware relies on the various shades of green inherent in deep woods, the coolest of colors, and, in this particular locale, we can only applaud the restrained, temperate choice. Far be it from us to attempt to edit another newspapers copy, but there are so many errors of fact in a column of yesterdays edition of a prominent New Mondays edition of a prominent New York paper, all dealing with a sport for which we have a special affection, that we must rise in our wrath. In writing of William H. Cane and the Hambletonian festival at Goshen, this columnist began by saying that Cane "conceived" the race. Wrong. It was "conceived" by George Reno, brother-in-law of the late William Monroe Wright; Joe Markey, a great turf journalist, and Wright, himself. Wright, who founded Calumet Farm, provided the "sinews of war." Cane had nothing to do with it. This columnist also says, "For four years it was a bust." Wrong again. The Hambletonian brought the largest receipts to the Syracuse State Fair that that great meeting had ever known. He continues to say that Canes filly, Nedda Guy, favorite when the race had already reached Goshen in 31, "fell into the dust. She had broken a bone in her foot." Wrong, once again. Nedda Guy never fell. She finished that heat, and well up, although she did not win. It was discovered later that she had fractured her pelvic bone. Finally, he says that, in the next years renewal, Brown Berry "crossed his front legs which 30 feet in the lead, collapsed in a heap, threw Fred Egan underneath the carriage, but Egan managed to right the sulky and horse to finish the race, a rare accomplishment to say the least." It certainly would have been a rare accomplishment had it ever taken place that way! As it actually happened, Brown Berry and Mary Reynolds were racing, side by side, through the long Goshen stretch, and, about the furlong pole, Brown Berry stumbled, losing ground, and his driver, Egan, did lose a stirrup. The colt did not fall, nor did the stumble cost him more than a couple of lengths. So much for the legends that grow up around a great race. But in the profusion, let us not forget the final error in this copy. We read that Cane "broke two legs driving in a Hambletonian." No, no, and again no. Bill Cane never drove in a Hambletonian stake. He did, however, drive in many races, and those legs were broken years before the Hambletonian ever came to Goshen at the Munrose, New York Orange County circuit meeting.
