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...morning until after sundown at varying distances for assorted purses and Golden Prince, could he talk, might have told reporters he was the happiest horse in the world. Golden Prince earned $110,000, the largest annual turf stake in the world, by winning the tenth running of the Coffroth Handicap at Tiajuana (Aunt Jane). Mexico. Golden Prince is a sleepy-looking Kentucky chestnut, a five-year-old gelding from the stables of the Sunshot Stock Farm owned by one Abe Bartelstein. He has won seven out of eight starts this season. Last week, with Jockey Jack Parmelee...
...Coffroth Handicap climaxes 100 days of racing, attracting horses from famed Eastern and Southern stables, but odd things happen to horses, and many prime jockies do not ride there. Touts peddling tips are numerous and all offer the gambling tourist a sure thing on every race. Yet even touts in their surpassing wisdom disappear mysteriously toward the paddock between races to find "which ones are trying...
...Coffroth yields profits to make jockeys try. Many owners give 10% of the purse to a victorious rider. To this Mr. Coffroth adds $5,000. To the winner's trainer goes $5,000 from the Coffroth coffers. James Wood Coffroth. once a boxing promoter, operates Al Hippodromo. He knows how rich purses (paid in U. S. dollars) whip up the sporting appetite...
Thirty thousand people crowded about the race track at Tia Juana, Mexico-famed drinking, gambling spot for southern Californians and visitors-to witness the rich Coffroth handicap. Among the spectators were noted fighter Jack Dempsey; his wife, movie-actress Estelle Taylor; a host of lesser celebrities, foretelling spring fashions from Paris...
Though Chilhowee, famed Kentucky racehorse, holder of the world's record for 1⅛mi., was the favorite in the rich Coffroth Handicap at Tia Juana, Mexico, last week, though an able jockey straddled his back, he ran tenth. In his quarters, after the race, Chilhowee crumpled in a miserable heap to the stable floor, rolling pathetic eyes upon trainer, owners, veterinary. His temperature, which he meekly permitted them to take, was 104°. "Poisoned," said the veterinary. "Poisoned," hissed the trainer. "Poisoned," wailed Owners Ernest and Henry Hart...