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he failed, the applause was none the less hearty when 

 he reached the wire. 



There was a brisk breeze blowing during the early 

 hours of the afternoon, but it died away when the day 

 waned, and the weather conditions were nearly ideal 

 at 6 o'clock, when the champion appeared, and Ketch- 

 am announced that he was ready for the trip against 

 time. 



Two runners scored along side, and after several 

 false starts, the word was finally given and the great 

 trotter was off in an effort to beat all previous records. 

 The champion was trotting at a high rate of speed 

 going away, and his long, far-reaching stride carried 

 him to the quarter in 31^ seconds, with the struggling 

 runner a length back. The second pace-maker joined 

 him at the quarter, and away he sped to the half in 

 i :o2j. He increased his speed through the next quar- 

 ter, and dashed by the three-quarter pole in i 134^, and 

 swift as a ray of light rounded the last turn and began 

 the journey home. Ketcham was calling upon the 

 champion for the last mighty effort and switched the 

 whip to and fro across his back, but it did not touch 

 him. He finished splendidly, stepping the last quarter 

 in 3o| seconds and the mile in 2 105. The record was 

 not broken, but the mile was grandly trotted, and the 

 great audience cheered both horse and driver as they 

 came back to the stand. 



Ketcham was presented with a beautiful basket of 

 flowers and bowed his thanks to the audience, 



