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19TH HOLE: The readers take over
August 25, 1958
MOSCOW: FACTS AND FIGURES Sirs:You recently ran a chart comparing Rafer Johnson with the greatest decathlon men before him, including Jim Thorpe (SI, Aug. 11).
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August 25, 1958

19th Hole: The Readers Take Over

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Congratulations on the story of Lime Rock's Little Le Mans (SI, August 11). It was a wonderfully exciting day for all of us who drove in the race, and all the cars stood up extremely well for the grueling 10 hours.

I had the privilege of driving, as a private entry, a new Fiat 1100 to first place in class B, and I might add that two Fiat 600s placed one and two in class E for the smallest cars. Our finish of over-all seventh was even greater testimony to the ability of the Fiat 1100, since we defeated several factory-sponsored cars with considerably more horsepower.

I thought you'd be interested in getting this additional score on Lime Rock.
Ridgewood, N.J.

Boston's prime candidate for Virginia Kraft's dog education course (SI, July 14, 21), a collie-beagle named Lassie, was the feature attraction at Franklin Park Zoo this week. The lesson she learned: don't go near the water.

While her mistress, 11-year-old Patricia Murphy, who was visiting the zoo, was trying to fix leash to her collar, the year-old puppy slipped away and, hearkening to a possible retriever trace in her lineage, made a beeline for the zoo lagoon.

Digging her way into the domicile of the ducks, mallards, swans, geese and seals, Lassie let out a thundering yelp and dove into the pond, hot on the trail, and headed straight for the swans. But the latter ducked their heads under water, ostrich-style, a highly unnerving maneuver.

The hubbub had attracted not only a crowd, but also the neighboring seals, who promptly dove through a gap in the restraining fence for a firsthand account of the proceedings. At the first sealy bark, Lassie forgot all about his feathered prey. Here was big game.

One seal flipped up on the center island for a better view and Lassie followed, soggy, dripping, but undaunted. Crouching, she began the stalk, circling warily. The gangly pup charged and the bemused seal somersaulted into the water, poor Lassie right behind her. This just wasn't her day.

In the meantime, to the spectators' delight, the park foreman, a police officer and an attendant arrived on the scene and tried to corner Lassie on shore, to no avail until young Miss Murphy appeared. After much coaxing, Lassie returned through her newly dug tunnel. The crowd cheered.

"In 10 years," muttered an attendant to me, "I never saw anything like this. Praise be she stayed out of the lion house."

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