The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1869-05-21
WHOLE NUMBER S33.
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did not with me-"
Talked 'hoss,' mostly, did he
not?'
"Well, yes. But / would a. soon
expect Grant to advise with his
friends about the movements Of his
army, as the policy of his adminis-
tration. 1t is his way
"Mcre's the pity. Had he taken
some clear headed, practical man
into his confidence, he would not
now be brooding in wrath over bis
unhappy complications and disap-
pointments."
But we were now in the Central
Park, and over the smooth road,
along which the gorgeous equippa-
ges we're rolling. Dexter pricked
his ears, and, lifting his superb
head, looked another animal. He
trod the earth with the ease and
elasticity of steel springs, while
with -his- head slightly turned he
kept his right eye on his master,
awaiting for the signal to be off,
But it is against the law to drive
rapidly. and a policeman on the
main drigesSat every few hundred
rods, ehforces the law. Once ont
upon the central road, beyond the
Park, and Bonner said 'go," and
away he went. The fences few by;
the road beneath seemed to spin into
ribbon; horses and vehicles which
we passed seemed for an instant to
stand still, and the power with
which this glorious animal did his
work was only equal to the ease,
elegance and beauty of his move
ments. They affected me like wine.
THE RACE.
We were approaching tho long
rise, which terminates at tho jerome
Park House, when we came up with
a venerable pump in 8 broad-brim
hat and shad-belly coat, seated be-
hind . disreputable little shaggy
horse. Dexter was about passing
the concern, when the ancient buffer
gave his shaggy horse q touch with
the whip, and he shot ahead like .
bomb-shel. Bonner hesitated q mo-
ment, and then gave the word, and
away we went after the pony. But
our shsd was a stinger. His pony
ran like Grant or the cholera We
did not pass him. It was an up
grade, and heavy dust and sand
Dexter had well on to eight hundred
behind him. We steadily gained,
however, and as we did the staid old
shad touched his disreputabls hoss.
and The little fellow bent honestly
down to his work, until he seemed
to hug the road. j saw Bonner's
eyes flash and his face flush. He
frightened the lines and yelled to the
horse, who responded nobly. We
gained steadily. Dexter was over
taking shad, sure as fate
''Never mind" said Bonner, swat
till we reach the rise and take the
down slope, when Dexter won't feel
the weight, and III show him."
We passed the hotel fairly flying.
saw the crowded porticoes, and
he men start to their feet, and heard
heir cheer to the famous trotter.-
We reached the turn of the hill
Oexter's nose almost touched the
lear wheel of shad's buggy, when
! sight presented itself that ended
he race. The road was crowded
With vehicles, coming and going
70 shoot Dexter down among them
vas death to somebody. Bonner
leld up, aggravated beyond meas
Ire.
Returning to the hotel, we stop
'ed tor half an hour. and blanketing
Dexter, mingled with the people on
he porches. We had all the heavy
'perators in stock, and drivers Of
asst horses. Among others, saw
or the first time the famous Commo-
lore Vanderbilt. Dressed in plain
lack, with white cheker, one would
ave taken his tall, portly person for
hat of a respectable Episcopal min.
ster, had not a look at his face
leared him Of that suspicion. His
mall, sharp eyes glitter like q
nake's. His nose is the cruel beak
{ hawk, while his lips are the
ersonifcation of sensuality. Heav-
n help the man or woman who has
. approach that face for mercy.
Returning slowly through the
ark, / ,elt all the lassitude Of one
no had been in q battle. Bonner
Id me some amusing incidents of
fe behind Dexter. But have run
eyond my limit, and so i must
ose. DIP.