oney. Sewell
Combs ran a good race, but tired chasing the leader in the first
seven-eighths. Lucky B., which was supposed to be partial to the heavy
track, ran far below expectations. American Eagle and Jas. T. Clark also
ran below par and might just as well not have been started. War Cloud
showed a very poor effort, due probably to the fact that he did not like
the kind of mud that prevailed to-day.

The winner's portion of the stake amounted to $14,700. The second horse's
share was $2,500, and the third horse, $1,000. By finishing fourth War
Cloud saved his owner nominating and starting fees.

Exterminator and his rider were roundly applauded upon their return to the
stand. Mr. Kilmer, who watched the race with Mrs. Kilmer from a box, was
called into the judges' box and warmly congratulated by Gov. A. O.
Stanley, while the floral wreath was placed around the neck of the winner.

The morning dawned bright and clear, but shortly after 7 o'clock the sky
became overcast and by 8:30 the rain was pouring down. It was steady and
heavy until shortly after 1 o'clock when it ceased and there was an
occasional feeble attempt of the sun to kiss away the dampness on stand
and lawns and rye-grown infield of verdant Churchill Downs, but it was all
to no purpose, for the country's most classical race was decided over the
muddiest course for any Derby since that won by Worth in 1912.

As the horses came from the paddock onto the track in parade to the post
for the opening race, the band struck up the national anthem, and at the
same time the stars and stripes were run up to the top of the tall flag
mast in the center field. Everyone stood--the soldiers, who had come in
goodly numbers from Camp Zachary Taylor, at attention, and the male
civilians, with their heads uncovered. Two of the jockeys, Frank Murphy
and Lee Mink, took off their caps when they heard the strains of "The Star
Spangled Banner," and saw "Old Glory," floating to the breeze, a
resplendent guarantee to the freedom of the nation and earnest evidence
that our fighting forces and their allies will make the world safe for
democracy. And just at the moment of the good old flag's ascendancy the
sun shone out from behind the vanishing clouds until it was bright enough
to cast shadows from the trees and shrubs upon the lawn.

In the spring of 1914 Joseph Knight made arrangements to breed three of
his mother's mares to McGee on shares. Mr. Moore was to have the pick of
the