Native Dancer
It
was a cold winter day when my boyfriend called to
tell me of a woman who was looking for a good home
for one of her possessions -- a Native Dancer scrapbook.
Would I be interested in going to take a look at
it? Did Native Dancer interest me?
What racing fan wouldn't be interested in such an
object! Of course I knew of the "Gray Ghost
of Sagamore," winner of 21 of his 22 starts,
beaten only once to the wire by Dark Star in the
1953 Kentucky Derby. But for that race, he would
have been a Triple Crown winner. Horse of the Year
at two and again at four. Other than that, however,
I knew that he was an Alfred Vanderbilt color-bearer,
and not many other details.
Within the hour, we were driving to Cambridge, New
York; a small historic town with lovely homes and
landscapes that seem to go on forever. We pulled
into the driveway of a small home, and knocked on
the door. An elderly woman greeted us warmly, beckoning
us to enter.
Audrey Wallace. I had not met her before, but felt
as though I could have always known her. Her home
was filled with horse racing items, memorabilia
collected over her years devotedly working with
NYRA and Fasig-Tipton. In her retirement, she had
moved but, without children to pass her treasures
on to, she wanted to give them "the right home."
She handed me some articles and photos of Alydar,
Ruffian, Hoist the Flag -- all personal favorites
of hers.
And then she gave me the scrapbook, an oversized
leather-bound volume with yellowed pages. I thanked
her and, after a short visit, drove home. Within
moments, I had the album opened and on the first
page, staring back at me, was an 11x14" photograph
-- a composite of all of this grey's 1952 wins,
with an accompanying chart. "Unbeaten Native
Dancer retires for the 1952 Season; Money Winning
Juvenile of All Time Win Record of $230,495".
I gazed for moments at the picture of a young Alfred
Vanderbilt leading in this dark grey, the proud
rider Eric Guerin beaming for the camera.
And I slipped into their world...
Mr. Vanderbilt already had a great deal of success
in racing when, in 1949 at age 37, he bred Native
Dancer. His stallion, Discovery, was not only a
wonderful racehorse and sire, but was fast becoming
known as a broodmare sire as well. Native Dancer
came about due to Vanderbilt's very simple breeding
theory: "breed a Discovery mare to SOMETHING",
in this case Geisha to Polynesian, and the result
was one of America's greatest Thoroughbreds.
Geisha's foal was carried
for almost a month more than the usual 11-month
gestation period, and the gray colt was born large.
Little did they know that he would become larger
than life. Mr. Vanderbilt, looking at the sire's
and dam's names, came up with a wonderful name
for this colt: Native Dancer. And Native Dancer
grew into an imposing racehorse, some 16.2 as
a three year old and weighing in at 1200 pounds.
Native Dancer made his racetrack debut at Jamaica
Racetrack on April 19, 1952, and the crowd was
ready for him. Word had gotten around, and The
Dancer was sent off at 7 to 5. He rewarded his
backers with a 5-length score. And his odds were
never as high as even money again.
1952 was a whirlwind of races and winner's circle
-- nine starts and nine wins, eight of these events
being stakes races. His Futurity was run in world-record
equaling time, 6 1/2 furlongs in 1:14 2/5. Chart
notes reading "much the best", "in
hand" and "drew out easily" resulted
in this 2-year-old being bestowed with an honor
never before awarded a juvenile -- American champion,
or Horse of the Year.
His return in the 1953 Gotham
was highly anticipated, and also drew a national
television audience -- who watched a bigger, stronger
grey charge home two lengths the best. The television
audience was hooked, and Native Dancer became
our first nationally watched horse racing hero,
in the time of TV's infancy. He certainly was
easy to spot on black and white sets, with his
grey coat and come from behind style -- and he
riveted audiences throughout his Triple Crown
events.
The Kentucky Derby of 1953 has become a thing
of legend, surpassed perhaps only by Man o'War's
loss to Upset -- although at the time people did
not know of its mark on racing history. Accounts
from the time certainly blame his bad trip, his
bad luck on the first turn in getting boxed in,
and they do applaud his strength in coming on
at the wire to lose to Dark Star by a quickly
diminishing head. But detractors, not unlike today's
cynics, often wrote that the horse appeared sore,
or that he ran awkwardly in the morning, and that
he was not a very overwhelming or memorable champion.
Mr. Vanderbilt, always a witty gentleman with
a wry sense of humor, of course heard these rumors.
Word reached him that observers thought that Native
Dancer "left the track wrong," looking
either tired or sore. Vanderbilt's wonderful response
was simple, "Oh, yeah? I never liked the
way Citation walked off the track either -- he
walked back to the Calumet barn instead of mine".
Native Dancer proved the
critics wrong in winning the Preakness by a head
and the Belmont by a neck, both times over a game
Jamie K. In between he added the Withers, then
finished off the year with wins in the Dwyer,
Arlington Classic, Travers and American Derby.
After the American Derby, he bruised a foot and,
rather than risk a serious injury, trainer Bill
Winfrey put him away until 1954 -- putting to
rest the hopes of a meeting between him and the
top handicap runner Tom Fool.
1954 was a year of only three starts for The Grey
Ghost, as he was affectionately known. An allowance
in May was quickly followed with a Metropolitan
Handicap score under 130 pounds -- and a star
appearance on the cover of TIME Magazine. Then
his foot went bad again, and he did not reappear
until Saratoga in August. Under a career highweight
of 137 pounds he easily put away two rivals in
the Oneonta Handicap, pulling away on a very sloppy
track to win by 9. He would never run again.
His recurrent injury caused them to retire The
Dancer, and squelched Vanderbilt's hopes of sending
his grey to France to contest the Prix de la Arc
de Triomphe. Instead, Native Dancer gave a farewell
appearance on a lovely October afternoon at Belmont
Park, galloping to a large and saddened audience.
And then the Grey Ghost returned to the wonderful
rolling pastures of Sagamore, in the town of Glyndon,
Maryland -- where he would stand at stud alongside
his incredible grandsire, Discovery.
Native Dancer's race record:
| Age |
Starts |
1st |
2nd |
3rd |
earnings |
| 2 |
9 |
9 |
0 |
0 |
$230,495 |
| 3 |
10 |
9 |
1 |
0 |
$513,425 |
| 4 |
3 |
3 |
0 |
0 |
$41,320 |
| Totals |
22 |
21 |
1 |
0 |
$785,240 |
His pedigree:
NATIVE
DANCER
gr.c. 1950 |
Polynesian
1942 |
Unbreakable
1935 |
Sickle
1924 |
Phalaris
Selene |
Blue
Glass
1917 |
Prince Palatine
Hour Glass II |
Black
Polly
1936 |
Polymelian
1914 |
Polymelus
Pasquita |
Black
Queen
1930 |
Pompey
Black Maria |
Geisha
1943 |
Discovery
1931 |
Display
1923 |
Fair Play
Cicuta |
Ariadne
1926 |
Light Brigade
Adrienne |
| 1935 |
John
P. Grier
1917 |
Whisk Broom
II
Wonder |
La
Chica
1930 |
Sweep
La Grisette |
Time
certainly marked Native Dancer as a top sire and
a lasting influence on the breed. Among his top
offspring were horses such as Dan Cupid, the sire
of Sea-Bird; Kauai King, who won the 1966 Kentucky
Derby and Preakness; French champion and classic
winner Hula Dancer; 1968 Kentucky Derby victor
Dancer's Image; and a horse with a very short
racing career -- Raise a Native. He was a top
2-year-old in 1963, the same year in which a grandson
of Native Dancer was fast emerging -- named Northern
Dancer. The influence which Raise a Native and
Northern Dancer alone have had on the breed is
immeasurable.
Native Dancer became ill with what appeared to
be a bout of colic on November 14, 1967. When
treatment did not ease his discomfort, the famous
grey stallion, now almost white with age, was
rushed to the New Bolton Center for surgery. That
surgery was performed on Wednesday evening, during
which time some ten feet of intestine, and a sizable
tumor, were removed. But, while coming out of
the anesthesia, Native Dancer could not fight
any more. He went into shock. And at 5:15, on
the morning of November 16, the mighty gray died.
As I thumbed through the wonderful scrapbook which
Audrey had given me, I thought of the sadness
she must have felt when she clipped out the banner
headline of that Morning Telegraph: "Native
Dancer -- 'Gray Ghost of Racing' -- Is Dead."
In the yellowed pages which followed, there were
many articles: the New York Times had a large
piece, and Time Magazine, who rarely covered such
things, had an entire column about the passing
of the great horse. Headlines ached with such
titles as "Sad Loss", "Death of
an Idol", "Native Dancer's Get to Keep
Name Alive", "Matinee Idol" and
"The Passing of the Ghost." As I leafed
through the scrapbook's later pages, I felt a
great sadness for a horse who had retired long
before I was even born.
And the pictures which followed in the scrapbook
were riveting -- photos which Audrey had taken
just weeks before Native Dancer's death. The first
was of a sign at the entry to Sagamore: "Sagamore
Farm, Home of Native Dancer; visitors are welcome
during visiting hours; closed Sunday Thank you
-- Enjoy your visit Visiting hours 1 PM to 3 PM."
The next photo was of a stallion barn, basked
in bright sunlight and painted in the famous cerise
and white trimmings of Alfred Vanderbilt's colors.
And then, there they were -- seven jewels of images,
all capturing a large thick grey horse, appearing
almost white. His head was down grazing in most
shots, his coat quite clean and well kept. In
one, a woman peers at him over the fence, and
I wondered if it were Audrey Wallace. And then
the last photo on the page, which showed the grand
Native Dancer peering off into the distance, as
if surveying the lands which he helped to make
famous. Underneath these photos was a woman's
writing: "Monday, October 30, 1967."
The pages which followed
held each of his 22 charts, lovingly clipped
and placed on consecutive pages, as well as
a note to Mr. Vanderbilt and a return letter
from the farm's manager Harold Ferguson. And
then a few more photos, taken in October of
1968. Several photographs of the last Native
Dancers, now weanlings. A photograph of the
Sagamore Farm cemetery, where such greats as
Loser Weeper, Bed o' Roses and Discovery were
put to rest. And a photograph of the grave of
Native Dancer, showing the now-growing grass
over the plot of Audrey's all- time favorite
horse. It must have hurt to take these images.
Several years passed, and I worked lovingly
to fill gaps in the scrapbook Audrey had given
to me. I collected articles, bought old programs
and printed up copy photographs of Native Dancer
from books to place on the respective album
pages. I found postcards and Native Dancer playing
cards to include in the restoration. And then
I looked up Audrey Wallace to show her the results
of her gift, and the gift of history which she
had given me.
There was no more listing. Audrey Wallace was
no longer in Cambridge.
In 1997, while visiting a beautiful cemetery
near Cambridge, I came across a stone which
bore the name "Audrey Wallace". The
years seemed right, and this woman had passed
away just a year after I received the album.
Perhaps she knew she was ill. I am sure that
she wanted the album to go to a person who would
cherish it, both for the love put into making
it and for the incredible story it contained.
It was a story about a gray horse who burst
upon the scene at the right time and truly "stole
the show". A horse who not only etched
his name in the history books, but created innumerable
and rewrote the future of Thoroughbred racing
through his offspring.
As Joe Estes wrote in 1954: "There would
be other heroes, in racing and in other sports,
but the stout grey from Sagamore Farm would
be remembered as the horse which first revealed
to the millions the courage and nobility of
the Thoroughbred.
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