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...their own. A trainer usually gets $100 per month for each horse in his stable, clear of all operating expenses; gets no additional salary for driving. Sunburned, grizzled, dressed in narrow whipcord trousers, low boots, high caps and light silk jackets, drivers like Fred Egan, Doc Parshall, Will Caton, Ben White, Leo Fleisch in last week's Hambletonian, are the best in the world. Caton, who won three years ago with The Marchioness, wore as usual, the silks of the Tsar of Russia whose horses he drove for years before...
Favorites in last week's Hambletonian were Mrs. Ralph Keeler's three-year-old filly Marchioness and John L. Dodge's colt Hollyrood Dennis. Will Caton driving Marchioness won the first heat. Hollyrood Dennis won the second. Two out of three heats usually decide the Hambletonian but in the third heat last week Hollyrood Dennis broke (started to gallop) 200 yds. from the wire and interfered with Marchioness, pocketed behind him while Invader, a field horse, won. Marchioness, Hollyrood Dennis and Invader lined up for the fourth heat. After two false starts, they were fairly away. Caton...
...light, bald, spry gentleman of 56, Will Caton got down from his sulky and said he had just had ''the biggest thrill of a lifetime." Most of the record crowd of 25,000 knew enough about Will Caton's history to doubt him. Last week's was the first Hambletonian he had ever won but he had won every other important trotting race in the world, most of them several times. He was born near Cleveland, where his father owned part of the Forest City Stock Farm. Three races he won at the Chicago World...
...Will Caton last week was perhaps midway in his career as a driver of trotting horses. Not so Stephen (''Uncle Steve") Phillips, of Lebanon. Ohio. Last week, at 90, on the Washington Courthouse (Ohio) track where he started his career 75 years ago. Uncle Steve Phillips won a mile race with his trotter Frederick McKinney. After the race, he drove back to the judges stand, said "I'm pretty tuckered," sat down in the middle of the track on an easy chair presented to him by his admirers...
...English territoroy during most of the second half. By a massed formation on the defence, the opponents crushed the Crimson attack time and time again. The fleet-footed British forwards, who showed unquestionable superiority in handling both the stick and the ball while on the run, pentrated Coach Caton's defence with little difficulty...