Records

Not since 1909, when King Edward's Minoru won the Derby, has a Royal horse taken a race in England. Last week King George jumped up in a box at Newmarket, the Prince of Wales waved his hat, and the crowd yelled as Scuttle, the King's three-year-old filly, worked up smoothly to pass Lord Dewar's Jurisdiction and win the Thousand Guineas Stakes, worth $5,000 to the winner. Next morning every paper in London printed a picture of the King with a broad smile on his face.

In Staunton, Va., six cops made a bet with six reverend preachers. Police against preachers would play volleyball. If the police won, the preachermen would go to jail for an hour. If the preachers won, the cops would go to church the next Sunday and stay for the sermon. ... On Wednesday the games were played. Next Sunday in the front pew of the Episcopal church sat the police force. "God" cried Volleyman-Preacherman J. Lewis Gibbs in the pulpit "is on the side that hits the hardest volleyball."

Dunois, Capron, Bordelais, Renaud--all with shrivelled hams, bald or bleached heads, varicose veins, and wrinkled phizzes--ran three kilometres in Paris in a race for men over 70 years old. Dunois, smallest and youngest, won. Said he: "I am old, it is true, but I am tough."

In Joliet, Ill., sheriffs attached for debt the $25,000 automobile bungalow of C. C. ("Cash and Carry") Pyle, promoter of the run a little, walk a little, transcontinental marathon.