Frank Whiteley

Damascus was a jumpy colt the day he lost the Kentucky Derby, but he was mild as a little lamb before the Preakness. Credit his patient trainer—and a gray lead pony who almost lost his head

Damascus may have hardly worked up a sweat in his brief career, but his performance in the Bay Shore should put his foes in a lather

A brilliant foreigner whom most American horsemen doubted—although Europeans thought him the greatest—vindicated himself in the Preakness when his sons finished one-two, just a neck apart, after a stirring stretch run