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...victory for the Wagner forces, who engineered the court fight over the signatures, the Wagnerites seemed almost as glum as Impy when it was all over. The move, they feared, on second thought, might just help Republican Candidate Harold Riegelman instead of damaging the Liberal Party's hornrimmed hoot owl, ex-Kefauver Committee Counsel Rudolph Halley. And the Wagnerites had cause to be embarrassed on another count: after crying that a mysterious, top-level Republican Mr. X had attempted to get Big-Time Racketeer Joey Fay out of prison (a charge calculated to embarrass not only local but state...
Helicopter's victory produced some records of the kind carefully watched by tradition-minded Hambletonian devotees. She was the first Hambletonian winner ever sired by another winner-Hoot Mon, who set the Hambletonian's fastest heat mark of two minutes flat in 1947.* Driver Harvey, 29, a Vermont farm boy, was the youngest winning driver in Hambletonian history, no small feat in a sport-dominated by grand old men. And for Canada's two Armstrong brothers-the first foreign owners to win the race-Helicopter earned the biggest Hambletonian purse to date...
...Hoot Mon's forebear was Hambletonian X, ancestor of almost every modern U.S. trotter and pacer. In 24 seasons, he got 1,331 foals, bringing nearly $200,000 in stud fees to his owner, a onetime farm hand named William Rysdyk, who bought him for $125. Hambletonian (after whom the race is named) in turn was sired by Abdallah I, an evil-tempered individualist who, after siring hundreds of foal's, wound up at 31 hitched to a fish peddler's wagon. After venerefully kicking the wagon to pieces, proud old Abdal lah spent the final months...
...small daughters who were very dear to him, and he had just got started as a lawyer in his home town. Now here he was in Korea, fighting a war he hardly understood, convinced that the vast majority of his fellow citizens didn't give a hoot...
...Marshal's Daughter (Ken Murray; United Artists), undoubtedly one of the worst westerns ever made, seems to have a little of everything in it: a gun-shooting crisis, reminiscent of High Noon, with clocks inexorably moving toward midnight; a barroom brawl scene from an old Hoot Gibson silent; veteran Cowboy Gibson himself as a U.S. marshal whose blonde daughter (Laurie Anders) sings, dances, does a ventriloquist act and is equally expert at shooting, riding and jujitsu; guest appearances by such familiar faces from the wide-open spaces as Tex Ritter, Preston Foster, Jimmy Wakely, Buddy Baer, Johnny Mack Brown...