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back-stretch, followed by Fullerton, who seemed to be 

 content with the position of body-guard to her queenship. 

 After passing the half-mile Marvin urged Smuggler into 

 a quicker pace, and the stallion was observed to pass Lu- 

 cille 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 themselves 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 multi- 

 tude 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, but am forced to resign the 

 crown." The Judges hung out the time 2:16)4, and got 

 no further in the announcement than that Smuggler had 

 won the heat. The shouts of the thousands of frenzied 

 people drowned all else. During the intermission the 

 stallion was the object of the closest scrutiny. So great 

 was the press that it was difficult to obtain breathing 

 room. He appeared fresh, and ate eagerly of the small 

 bunch of hay which was presented to him by his trainer 

 after he had cooled out. It was manifest that the fast 

 work had not destroyed his appetite. The betting now 



