56 The Trotting and tbe Pacing Horse 



with the position of body-guard to her queen- 

 ship. After passing the half-mile, Marvin urged 

 Smuggler into a quicker pace, and the stallion 

 was observed to pass Lucille Golddust, then 

 Fullerton, and to swing into the home-stretch 

 hard on the Maid's wheel. Doble used all his 

 art to keep his mare going, but Marvin sat 

 behind a locomotive and could not be shaken 

 off. The stallion got on even terms with the 

 Maid, and then drew ahead of her in the midst 

 of the most tumultuous applause, beating her 

 under the wire three-quarters of a length. The 

 scene which followed is indescribable. An 

 electrical wave swept over the vast assembly, 

 and men swung their hats and shouted them- 

 selves hoarse, while the ladies snapped fans and 

 parasols, and burst their kid gloves, in the en- 

 deavor to get rid of the storm of emotion. The 

 police vainly tried to keep the quarter-stretch 

 clear. The multitude poured through the gates, 

 and Smuggler returned to the stand through a 

 narrow lane of humanity which closed as he 

 advanced. Doble was ashy pale, and the great 

 mare which had scored so many victories stood 

 with trembling flanks and head down. Her 

 attitude seemed to say, * I have done my best, 



