Daily Los Angeles herald., 1881-08-06
THE NERVOUS LITTLE SoRREL.
A Story Of the Days When Maud 9. was
Bit Of Colt.
Pittsburgh Post.1

IrltJsDurBn fOst.l
The 'ternoon mail had arrived
on Thursday and brought, among
other things, the Pittsburgh pa
pers. When L opened my copy of
the Post and saw what Maud 8.
had accomplished at the new driv-
ing park L turned to u gentleman
who sat beside me and said: "Maud
s. has beaten her own record and
trotted in '10t." "You don't mean
IT," eaid he. "Lst me look at the
paper" The man who said this
was Mr.. w. 8. Hubert, of Cincin-
natl. Hc is one of the noted men
Of that place, is worth u million or
two, and is largely interested 10
the Cincinnati Gazette. Mr.. HUI
bert laid the paper down and said:
"I owned Maud S. for a week
once. Captain j. Bugher, an old
river man who came from up the
Monongahela river, was friend of
mine. He was great horseman,
and one day We went over to sale
of blOoded colts at AlsxRnder's
farm, at Woodburn, Kentucky.
Bugher bought eleven colts, and
then it began to rain in torrents.
We stood under an umbrella as the
last colt on the catalogue was
brought out. She was u pretty
bright-looking thing, and l COZ
cluded would take her myself;
and so 1 gave $145 for her. 1 put
her in with. .Bugher's colts and they
we're all sent to his farm. About
week after this l went to the
farm and asked where my colt
was. Bugher showed me little,
nervous-looking sorrel colt. which
had q piece of string tied around
Its neck. He said that was nay
colt, and that the string bad been
put on 1t in order to distinguish it.
1t did not look to me as if 1t was
the colt had bought, and 1 said
SO, but Bugher was positive, and 1
let 1t 60 until the next time I
went out to the farm. remem-
bered then that my colt was bay,
and not sorrel, and L told Bugher
so, and he confessed that he had
been mistaken; so I took the bay
and Bugher took the sorrsl, and
that's where 1 made h mistake.
The sorrel was Maud s. and the
bay was her sister. Maud has
trOtted in 2:08. and the sister can't
trot under three minutes. Bugher
put the colt into Bairs hands to
train when she was three years
old, and in short time she did
magnificent work. Old man
Bugher died, and his son gave or
ders to Bair to sell the mare for
$3.50. BaIr came to me a dozen
times and wanted me to buy her.
He said she was the fastest thing
in the way of horseflesh there was
In the country, but 1 did not care
about making the purchase. After
a while Stone bought the mare for
$3.50 and allowed Bair to manage
her. She showed so much speed
that Vanderbilt heard of her and
wanted to buy her. Stone said he
would sell for $21, 1000, 500, 900 for
himself and $1,000 for Bair, pro-
vided the mare trotted in 2.1S. She
was put on the AexipgtOn track
and made the mile in 2:174, which
was just Dexter's time. Vanderbilt
bought her and put her in charge of
q man who could not do any.
thing with her. He treated her
roughly, and she would not trot.
Vanderbilt wrote to Stone and said:
IL bought that mare for $21, 900.
and she can't trot in 2:S5. l don't
want to he called an ass. What
shall I do about it ?" Stone re-.
piled that If the mare WAS sent to
him to train he would make her
the fastest trotter in the world, land
he did. Only few weeks ago q
man named Woodmsnsee, who
represented some st. Louis men,
went to Vanderbilt and offered
him a certified check for 100000
for Maud, but Vanderbilt only
laughed and said she was not for
sale-"and that is the nervous lit
tie sorrel colt that l would not
keep"-and Mr.. Hubert softly
rubbed his chm and looked at me
with queer smile that spoke vol
umes.
"You said she trOtted Ia 2:0S,"
said l; "do you not mean 2:104P"
"No, sir" said Mr.. Hubert,
promptly. "It is we'll known that
the mare can trot in 2:Os, and what
IL more, she has trotted a mile on
q regular track on two different oc.
casions. Ofcourse, it was in pri-
vate, and not on record, but she
was timed by competent men with
stop watches"