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year olds are generally a source of trouble to the starter, and this was not 

 an exception, though a fair send-off was given, making amends for the loss 

 of time. Shannon Rose bounced off with the lead, and at the quarter there 

 was a short gap between her and Futurity, Wild Oats third. At the half 

 The Czar moved into the first place with apparent ease, and rounded the 

 further turn at the head of the procession. Wild Oats came fast down the 

 stretch, faster than the rider of The Czar seemed to realize, and came very 

 near "catching him on the post." A bare nose was all the favorite won 

 by, and that amid a unison of cheers from the backers of both ends. The 

 time, 1:44. Shannon Rose two lengths behind Wild Oats. 



SUMMARY. 



California State Fair, Sacramento, September 14, 1888. — The Palo Alto Stake, a hand- 

 icap for two-year olds; $50 entrance; $25 forfeit; $10 declaration; $400 added, of which $100 

 to second ; third to save stake. One rnile. 



Theodore Winters' b. c. The Czar, by Norfolk- Marian, by Malcolm— Carrillo, 110 1 



W. L. Appleby's b. c. Wild Oats, by Wildidle-Mary Givens— Hitchcock, 95. 2 



Palo Alto's b. f. Shannon Rose, by Shannon-imp. Fairy Rose, bv Kismet — Tompkins, 



107 3 



Duke Spencer, Reward, Futurity, and Naicho B ran unplaced. 



Time— 1:44. 



If the backers of the favorite got a scare in the two-year old race, there 

 was utter demoralization in the Golden Gate Stake for three-year olds, one 

 and three quarter miles; and of eight nominations three appeared. These 

 were Palo Alto's imported colt Brutus, by McGregor, from imported Tear- 

 drop; Moses B, by Leinster, from Aunt Jane, named by M. S. Bryan, and 

 William Boots' Nabeau, by Nathan Coombs, from Beauty. Brutus was the 

 biggest kind of a favorite. Those who saw him beaten by Extract ascribed 

 the defeat to the rider and with better reasons for so awarding it than gen- 

 erally is the case. Those who pin their faith on genealogy and who had 

 an acquaintance with the big guns of the English turf, knew that his sire 

 was one of the very fastest of his day, and his dam running through Scottish 

 Chief, Loup Garou, and Pantaloon to Phryne, claimed to be the best 

 daughter of Touchstone, were also ready to support Brutus. But $100 on 

 him to $10 on the others proved that there was too much confidence in 

 speed shown and a long line of illustrious ancestry. There was an even start, 

 Nabeau making the running, and when a quarter of a mile was finished 

 he had a length the best of Moses B, Brutus taking it easy in the rear.. 

 When the horses came to the stand the first time, Moses B had deprived 

 Nabeau of the lead by a few inches, and Brutus had also mended his posi- 

 tion, being second, though all were so close that there was only a shade of 

 difference between first and last. From that point the race was entirely 

 between Brutus and Moses B, and a grand race it was. Which and which, 

 now one in the lead and then the other, until they come to the straight 

 run for home. Brutus had the best of it, and the hearts of those who had 

 plunged on him beat easier. They were inflating their lungs for a shout 

 of welcome when it was seen that either Brutus was giving it up or that 

 Moses B had a reserve for the critical moment. At the one hundred yard 

 post Moses B had his nose in front, and every stride added to his advan- 

 tage, so that when the goal was reached he was hailed the winner by half 

 a length. Hailed is not expressive enough; his victory raised a yell of 

 delight fully as resonant as any of the former surprises had elicited. Time, 

 3:08i 



