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the time of the race. My judge at the start was Judge Henderson of Carlisle, a quick decided man and at the outcome Lieut Gus Nicholson of the U.S. Marine Corps. The crowd of course was at the finish line. While the distance was being measured the Nobles' money was shaken in several hands at the strong and lengthening odds offered. I had everything up already. At this moment a well dressed stranger appeared and began taking all the bets offered and when he had silenced the clamorous offer of odds he soon brought the betting even and then marked fast lines across the track short of the end and offered feet? as odds until the betting money seemed to be all up. Had I known this incident it would have encouraged me, but the saddling and preparations for the start kept me at the other end. Every thing was ready and Noble seemed as confident as a dead sure thing can make one appear. He and myself took positions inside the fence half way down to see the horses pass. From our position we could see that young Noble was jockeying to fast my horse when they were ? for the word as a running start had been insisted on by the father. Finally they got it and came away like two rockets. It was easy to see that Noble had the best of the start. My horse