The Saratoga Association for the Improvement of the Breed of Horses last week figuratively rubbed its hands. Its horse-racing season had opened. The fat figure of Harry ("Hot Dog") Stevens seemed to grow fatter as he turned hungry people away from his race track club. The red face of Edward J. Tranter, potent Saratoga auctioneer, seemed to grow redder as he thought of the $5,000,000 worth of horse flesh that had arrived. Names of Whitney. Riddle, Widener, Vanderbilt, Sinclair, dutifully took their places on the "boards" as the week advanced. On shaded streets...
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