Squatter sovereign., 1855-09-11
Jack Rink and the Yankee.

We find the following in one of our ex-
changes without credit. We should not
like to vouch for its truth. but ifit serves to
excite the risibles of the reader, it viii
doubtless accomplish the object Of its au-
thor:
Few communities are more strongly inn
bued with passion for horse-racing than
the good people OF Natchez. New York
folks talk asoge," and "engine;" in Paris
they talk opera; in Natchez they talk horse.
They believe in the quadruped and moth
ing else. To own the latest horse in Nat
chez is to enjoy the simple honor of COM
parison with which a member of Con-
gress sinks into nothingness.
In Obtober last, the "fall meeting" took
place, and led to more than the usual
quantity of excitement and brandy cock
tails. The last face of the day was sort
of ''free fight" open to every horse that
had never won a race; purse $500, en-
trance S25.
Among those who proposed to go in was
a Yankee peedier, with sorrel colt of
rather promising proportions. He thus
addressing one Of the judges:
81 say, captain. should like to go in
for that purse"
"With what g.
"That sorrel colt"
sis he speedy2"
81 calculate he is OF would no. wish to
risk load of tin ware on the result"
"Do you know the term2''
"Like book-puss $500, and entrance
fee S25-and theirs the dimes"
Here the Yankee drew out last centu-
ry wallet. and brought up two KS and
Among those who witnessed the operation
was Jack Rink, of the Belvue House
Jack saw his customer, and Immediately
meased him for an entertainment. After
the usual fuss and palaver. the horses were
brought out saddled, and prepared for a
single heat of two miles. There were
eight competitors beside the Yankee
The latter was smart sorrel colt, with
fine eye and Lift of the leg that indica-
ted speed and bottom.
''Bring up your horses" said the Judge.
The horses were brought up-the Yam
kee gathered up his reins and adjusted his
stirrups. While doing this Mr.. Rink
went to the rear Of the sorrel colt and pla-
ced chestnut burr under his tail. That
moment the order to ''go" was given. and
away went nine horses OF all possible ages
and conditions. The Yankees was ahead
and kept there. "Tin Ware" was evf-
IDENTIFY pleased with the way things were
working, and smiled smile that seemed
to say, "that puss will be mine in less time
than it would take creased nigger to
slide down liberty POLE" Poor fellow he
hadn't reckoned on that chestnut burr. The
''irrant" that Jack Rink had administered,
not only increased the animals velocity,
but his ugliness. He not only ran like
deer, but he refused to do anything else.
AS the Yankee approached the Judges
stand, he undertook to pull up but it was
no so. He might as well have tried to
stop thunder-bolt with yard of fog
The Yankee reached the stand-the Yam
kee passed the stand-the Yankee went
down the road. When last seen the Yam
kee was passing through an adjoining
county at speed that made the people
look at him as ''that comet" that was to
make its appearance in the fall of Sd
Where the sorrel colt gin out it is impos-
sibleto say. All we know is, that the
Yankee has never been heard of from that
day to this, while his wagon of tin ware
still makes one of the leading attractions
In the Museum Of Natchez.