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and others. Each had done nobly, he had done his best, but 

 it was not enough to-day. Old horsemen squinted their eyes un- 

 availingly; they could not recall a Derby wherein so many good 

 horses had been found wanting. For when was there such a 

 field as that in the forty-first running of this turf fixture? 

 Regret and her victory will long be talked of where the turf 

 is discussed. 



"A filly cannot win the Derby" has been a familiar slogan in 

 Kentucky. But no filly of Regret's type has ever before aspired 

 to this turf honor. Of richest lineage, trained by the master 

 hand of James Rowe, and ridden by the clever Notter, Regret's 

 claim demanded consideration. Those who scoffed at her chances 

 did not consider. 



After a short delay at the starting pole, all breasted the 

 line together and up went the barrier. Down the stretch came 

 the charging thoroughbreds; past the grandstand they sped with 

 Regret leading by a half length, Pebbles second and Sharpshooter 

 third, overlapped by Ed Crump. The others were in close 

 attendance. 



On swept Regret, Jockey Notter sat well forward and the 

 filly moved with the utmost precision, maintaining a moderate 

 rating stride that bespoke much reserve. Pebbles still hung at 

 the saddle girth, his long sweeping strides a source of discomfort 

 to the backers of the favorite. Plain it was that Pebbles was 

 the chief contender, and in the interest of the thousands it 

 was a two4iorse race. 



Around the first turn and up the back stretch went the flying 

 leaders. At the five-eighths pole Pebbles challenged, and mo- 

 mentarily seemed to make up a few inches on the pacemaker, 

 but Notter loosened his reins a notch and Regret responded easily. 

 Sharpshooter was still leading the pursuit. Ed Crump, a close 



