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...Union and United States hotels; Eastern empire builders frittered away fortunes at chuck-a-luck and roulette. Diamond Jim Brady loved to strut down Broadway wearing 2,548 of his favorite gems, all at once. Lillian Russell ("that woman,"" Saratogians called her) pedaled around town on a gold-plated bike. E. Berry Wall, "the King of the Dudes," once changed clothes 40 times in one day to win a wager. And John ("Bet-a-Million") Gates was the talk of the town when he won $150,000 in one night at the faro tables; counting his afternoon's fortunes...
...races-the Tour de France, the Giro d'ltalia and the Vuelta a España. He once set a world record by covering 46,159 km. (about 29 miles) in one hour and he has won the Grand Prix des Nations, a kind of World Series of bike racing, seven times. The sport pays him $150,000 a year, and he lives in champagne luxury-beautiful blonde wife, country house near Rouen, Mercedes sports car, outboard motorboat for weekend cruises on the Seine. Success, in fact, has so spoiled Anquetil that he tried to beg out of this...
...before the pro races start-thousands of begoggled young maniacs tear around the course, hoping to crack a ton. The first casualty last week was a 19-year-old bank clerk from Epsom, who did not even pause to check into his hotel before he wheeled his bike onto the course; he hurtled into a stonewall and was killed instantly. Within 24 hours another amateur was dead, and 20 more were in the hospital. Traffic cops gave up trying to slow down the thrill-crazy teenagers. "During T.T. Week," explained one bobby, "anything goes...
...Mike Hailwood, 23, waited patiently while mechanics fiddled with the throttle of his scarlet, Italian-made M.V. Augusta, revving the engine to warm up heavy racing oil. "May the best man win," boomed a loudspeaker, and the starting gun fired. Legs pumping furiously, Hailwood pushed the big 500-cc. bike across the starting line. The engine caught, and he hopped aboard side saddle, gunning his throttle in the same motion. By the time he heaved a leg over the saddle and slipped into position, he was already 100 yds. down the straightaway, topping 70 m.p.h...
...Moon, The VIPs and Murder at the Gallop. In the latter, she is Agatha Christie's Miss Marple, crisply telling the police, "I shall have your murderer for you in a few hours, Inspector. Leave it to me." In pursuit of the killer, she rides a bike, rides a horse, and passes information while doing the twist...