The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1883-12-15
we the door open for them, he said.

leave the door open for them, he said
He never overworks his horses. One
day he will drive Edward and Dick, then
Edward and Regina, or Dick or Edward
singly, and so change and give them all
exercise. There is horse, 16 years old,
that many men would think great trotter
if they owned him. had quite an offer
for him lately, so I mentioned it to Mr.
Work. William he said, 'we'll never
sell that horse. He has given me many
enjoyable rides and guess can take care
of him for the remainder of his ife.'
"Mr. Work is very much pleased with
the way Regina goes to the pole with Ed
ward I shouldn't wonder if she turned
out clipper Then he gets all the i'm
proved rigs and harness, and anything that
helps horses along. There are a lot of
wagons of different kinds. Up stairs I
will show you pole sleigh that weighs
only fifty pounds, and will carry double.
1t is very strong, and built so in front that
no matter how hard driver has to pull on
his horse at times, it will not pull over in
front on the horses heels, as some of the
fancy affairs do. Mr.. Vanderbilt got one
like it as soon as he saw Mr.. Works.
OLD HAM.
Mr. David Bonner is close observer of
the traits of horses. Hebelieves they have
way of talking to each other, and that
they often endeavor to make their thoughts
known to men. Mr. Bonner was a great
admirer of the intelligence, power, speed
and endurance of Rysdyk's Hambletonian,
the progenitor of grand army of trotting
horses. He urged the Importance of max
ing the qualities of the horse known to the
world, taking the preliminary steps himself.
The owner of Hamhletonian died worth
$175,000, every dollar of which was made
by the old horse.
sI used to see Ham, as l called him."
said Mr.. Bonner "about once week. The
horse was very affectionate, but he made
no unusual demonstrations except on par
ticular occasions At one time was una
BILE to visit him during period Of about
five weeks. When I called at his stable
accosted him with, aHow are you,
Ham ?" The horse came up to me, nod
ding his head and whinnying in the most
joyful manner. Then he rubbed his head
and nose against my breast and shoulders
in friendly way, as much as to say, i am
very glad to see you after your long alb
sence.
'The popular belief" continued Mr..
Bonner, "that Ham was not fast trotter,
is erroneous. [ have driven him on the
road at 2.4O clip, when he was trotting
just for the love of the sport, without being
urged.
TOM KELLER.
Reading paragraph in the tSua, lately
copied from the Ddaoson Journal, about
Mr.. Lawson Melton's horse looking at him
self with pride in mirror which hangs in
his stable, reminded the writer of trotter
named Tom Keeler, that was owned few
years ago by Mr.. John S. Baker of Seneca
Falls. Tom was 2:25 horse in days
when such flyers were scarcer than they
are now He has won many closely y-fought
trots throughout the country. The day
defore great trot he always became ner-
vous and high strung, while at other times
he was easy and almost slouchy in appear
ance. Hewould walk up to looking glass
fastened to the side of his stable, and ex-
anime himself deliberately On being led
from his box just before the trot he ap-
preached the glass and surveyed himself
carefully. If he was satisfied with his
appearance he nodded; if not, he would
shake his head from side to side. Then
his name and tail had to be redressed, and
an extra rub given to his back and sides
before he would march out.
Tom was always wide awake when
driven by man, but if woman held the
lines he would slouch along with the gate
of a COW. Once Mrs Baker was riding
behind him through the village, accom-
panied by lady friend Tom espied his
master talking horse with some acquainces
on the porch of the Hoag House, He i'm
mediately turned from the road and joined
the group of horsemen, refusing to bulge
step with the women.
At another time Mr.. Baker and his wife
were riding over wide, smooth road near
Auburn, behind Tom. Mrs. Baker had
made her husband promise never to speed
young farmer came along with his sweet
heart in snug turnout drawn by power
full Morgan horse which could pull them
along at gait so fast that the young fel-
low believed he could pass anything on the
road. He Slipped by the Bakers, and,
turning around, laughed in their faces.
Then, holding back for while, he repeated
the performance Tom had taken the bit
in his mouth and pricked his ears, while
Baker held him firmly When the young
fellow drew back for third time III tan
talizing way. Mrs. Baker said "John,
don't let that fellow pass you again"
''Go for him, Tom !" shouted Baker, as
the Morgan horse trotted past him once
more. Tom spread himself with all his
vigor and swiftness, the wheels whirled like
buzz saws, and Mrs. Baker clung to her
husband. Inside of twenty seconds the
fellow and his sweetheart were left far be-
hind. The Bakers stopped in Auburn to
do a little shopping, Within few min
utes the young farmer came in, ''Say,
Mister" he said, chow long since Dexter
arrived in these parts p
A DEMOCRATIC THOROUGHBRED
Frank McCann, one of Mr.. Pierre Lor-
Hard trainers, relates interesting anecdotes
about thoroughbreds He esays that Parole
was rough, uncouth yearling, with coat
as rough as a cubs. They didn't think
that he would ever amount to anything.
He would jump and whirl if straw blew
UP in front of him. One day he made
such an astonishing burst of speed that
they concluded to make a racehorse out of
him. Parole shows peculiar traits. He.
likes plainly dressed persons, especially
those who live much among horses. He
eyinoes friendly disposition toward his
master generally, but when Mr.. Lorillard
appears in a silk hat and fine broadcloth
the son of aristocratic old bennington
tosses his nose in the air. If a swell looks
over his half-opened box door, Parole turns
back his ears until they nearly meet, low
ers his head, and makes rush for Mr..
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