Word: corner
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Unlike U. S. racetracks, the Epsom course is not flat. For a half-mile it runs uphill 100 feet till it reaches Tattenham Corner, slopes downhill to a level stretch, then rises at the finish. Tattenham Cor- ner, named after a manor house which mysteriously disappeared, is a dangerous hairpin turn with a sharp downdrop. At the start of the race, Hyperion's jockey, Tommy Weston, let his stablemate Thrapston take the lead. On Thrapston was Steve Donoghue, winner of six derbies, the oldtimer who rode Papyrus in his match race against Zev in the U. S. ten years...
Thrapston kept the lead, with Hyperion galloping two lengths behind, till the race rounded Tattenham Corner. There Thrapston lagged. Weston shouted to Donoghue to pull over. Instantly Hyperion shot ahead on the inside rail, with King Salmon pounding at his heels. Once he began to slow up, but at a single crack from the whip he raced away from the field, plunged over the line four lengths ahead of King Salmon, splitting two-fifths of a second off the Derby record. King Salmon, the entry of Sir Hugo Cunliffe-Owen, finished second; Statesman, owned by ambitious Victor Emanuel, president...
Many thanks for the copy from TIME. I had already seen the notice but am glad to have another. Wonder where you dug up the portrait for the cut (TIME, May 22). There's a story there. The table is the original corner table of the Cafe de la Paix in Paris. I had been sitting at it, off & on, ever since 1886 and in 1931. during the Colonial Exposition, I "abducted" it as a souvenir and now I have my coffee at home-but "au Cafe de la Paix." The picture was made on the deck...
...bright spring morning in 1913, the shades of the many windows of the third floor corner suite of the Grand Hotel, Rome, were pulled down. Passing tourists knew that behind the shades lay John Pierpont Morgan, dead...
...love. Manhattan Taxi-driver Ernie calls it an uneventful day after 16 hours of crowded life. Wifely Muriel spoils her husband's would-be romantic trip to Mexico by tagging along. Linny, all alone in Manhattan Sunday after Sunday, finally gives a friendly answer to the pimply corner lounger...