Four tired, dripping, happy horsemen guided their lathered ponies across International Field, at Meadow Brook, L. I., toward the official box of the U. S. Polo Association. They were the Four Horsemen of America's polo apocalypse and had just left their English opponents tranced and helpless a second time before wondrous revelations of speed, strength, skill with mount and mallet. Said the Scoreboard: "U. S., 14; England, 5."
At the box, the four reined up, dismounted, received from the hands of Major General Robert Lee Bullard a huge...
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