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...Biscuit Eater (Paramount). A biscuit eater is a retriever who instead of fetching back game for his master to eat, eats it himself. This unsporting behavior puts the cur outside the pale. Few sportsmen will credit this sentimental tale in which the "love and patience" of two boys turn a born biscuit eater into a total abstainer and top-notch bird dog. But nearly everybody will enjoy the performances of the biscuit cater (Promise), the colored boy (Cordell Hickman), the white boy (Billy Lee) and the field trials filmed in Albany...
Under Howard's silks and Trainer Tom Smith's care, the Biscuit rose like a popover. In 1937, as a four-year-old, he won more money ($168,580) than any thoroughbred that year. At five, when most U. S. race horses are ready to retire, the Biscuit ran anywhere & everywhere, finally clinched the title of U. S. thoroughbred champion by showing his hoofs to War Admiral in the memorable Race of the Century at Pimlico (TIME...
...California racegoers, the Biscuit had been known as a hard-luck horse. Twice before he had just missed winning the $100,000 Handicap by a nose. Last year, almost on the eve of the Big Race, he tore a ligament in his ankle, was retired to stud-his lifetime earnings of $340,000 just $36,000 short of the world-record winnings amassed by fabulous Sun Beau, a decade before...
Last week it was the Biscuit and none other who attracted a record crowd to Santa Anita's magnificent track. Could Seabiscuit win the Hundred Grand in his third try? Could he, after a year on the farm,* beat twelve of the country's fastest thoroughbreds? He had outrun a classy field the previous week in a tune-up race. But this time the Biscuit was assigned top weight of 130 lbs., six lbs. more than he carried the week before and 16 to 20 lbs. more than most of his fleet footed rivals...
...thudding hoofs were coming closer. By the grandstand they flashed: Austin Taylor's Whichcee in front, Seabiscuit half a length behind. Rounding into the backstretch, the old trouper kept up with Whichcee's swift pace. Down the long stretch, silhouetted against the purple Sierra Madres, the Biscuit seemed glued to Whichcee's tail. Louder & louder the crowd roared as they seesawed coming into the homestretch-Seabiscuit nosing in front, then falling back, then in front again. Approaching the grandstands, Red Pollard flipped his whip and the Biscuit, in as dramatic a finish as has ever been seen...