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...long since revised the wheeze, "As Maine Goes, So Goes the Nation." (James A. Farley's revision: "As Maine Goes, So Goes Vermont.") This year, scandal in the State House involving Republican Controller William A. Runnells spread a haze in the sky. The personal popularity of Louis Jefferson Brann, former Democratic Governor, candidate for U. S. Senator, also made Republican leaders reluctant to have the Maine vote used as an augury of what will happen in November in the rest of the country. Nevertheless young Oren Root Jr., head of the Associated Willkie Clubs, marched in to the State...
...Derby history that a horse was quoted an odds-on favorite before the day of the race. While bookmakers stopped taking bets on Big Bim, horse players turned their attention to his dwarfed rivals: Arnold Hanger's Dit (winner of last week's Wood Memorial), William L. Brann's Pictor (who romped off with the Chesapeake Stakes fortnight ago), Charles S. Howard's Mioland (pride of the West Coast), Tony Pelleteri's Andy K. (Mr. Big's chief rival last year). They kept their fingers crossed, remembering well that Colonel Bradley's last...
...annual post-season race that determines the U. S. thoroughbred champion. Some 25,000 turf fans crammed into Pimlico's mid-Victorian stands to see if this year's Special would be as dramatic as the first two.† Contenders for the title were William L. Brann's three-year-old Challedon, Charles S. Howard's four-year-old Kayak II and Townsend B. Martin's four-year-old Cravat (famed Johnstown was retired last month because of a mysterious wheeze). Challedon had won eight out of 14 starts this year; Kayak, seven...
...Derby winner, has been the sensation of the 1939 racing season. Toasted as another Man o' War when he made all his contemporaries look like hobby horses early in the season, Big John, a homely colt with lop ears, upset the dopesters when he was beaten by William L. Brann's Challedon in the Preakness...
Prodigiously built (he was six feet four), prodigiously dressed (in black suit, broad black hat and flowing black Windsor tie), a prodigious writer, talker, fighter and drinker, Pitchfork Smith worshipped at the shrine of one man and one man only: William Cowper Brann (the Iconoclast). Once, on Brann's birthday, his disciple got drunk, visited his grave at Waco, and sat there all night communing with the soul of his friend, for every drink he took himself pouring an equal amount of whiskey...