MORVICH 



sleep against the morrow. 



Tomorrow? It will be the greatest day of 

 my career. Whether I climb the heights or 

 go down fighting, I shall run the greatest race 

 there is in me. That I know. 



I have never seen a Derby Day, but I know 

 what to expect, for naught else has been talked 

 of this week in the stables. The great folks 

 from all the South, from Mobile, Richmond, 

 New Orleans, Charleston — from all the manors 

 of the Eastern Shore and the baronies of Vir- 

 ginia and Kentucky, where great horses are 

 bred, will come by motor car and special train. 

 All day long today the sportsmen of the East 

 and West and North, likewise, have been 

 rolling into Louisville. Every hotel room is 

 filled, every boarding house. Private homes 

 have thrown open their hospitable doors to 

 guests. There is feasting and revelry in Louis- 

 ville tonight. 



And tomorrow all these humans will pack 

 the stands, surge through the paddock, and 



