The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-01-14

such borses as Lissa, a13 81, by Patchen
Wilkes. Alice Burlew, 2.25. by Charlie ~.
Grcgorian. by Prince George, and others
Raleigh. North Carolina, IS getting 20
be quite a trottin.g horse center. aho'ner
large sale will be held there IN feoiua,y.
A recent communication from that CITY
e,ates that o larger number OF tro1uns
horses Will be IN training there during tne
coming season than on any previous
year. The North Carolina breeders nave
been liberal purchasers OF well-bred STOCK
during the last few years, and the lhtei-
est ina that direction seems to be constant
~ increasing. Within the borders OF the
Old North state are owned number Oh
horses with fast records. among them fhh
Thompson. 2:iG IL. LISA, 2I6 "a, Mamie
Woods. go. Clipper 2:2i Ia. Alice Burlew'
2:2S. Charlie, 2.2s IL. while Mr.. Batcheiof
stiil retains an interest in Pamlico, anu
many of the great stations colts are
owned in the State and will be devetopeo.
The dead Virginia trotting sire Sam
Purdy, 2:2) IL. was named after the noted
rider who piloted the great race morse
| Eclipse in the celebrated match or -FOUR
mile heats against Henry on the old Fash
| ion Course. Long Island. over half CEN
fury ago. IL was n battle OF the North
l AGAINST the COUiU anu il'ioN SN~t'Vh"'
feeling was developed. The North came
out victorious. - after Henry won the
first heat. Sam Purdy went on and cap
turcd the next two and the race with
Eclipse. Sam Purdy. the gentleman rider,
died December g. 1896 ana sleeps in old
ST. Paul's churchyard in New York city,
where four columns of blue-gray stone
supporting a slab OF the same material
mark his last resting place. Sam Purdy
the crack trotting stallion OF the latter
seventies. died September p, 1891, and
rests beneath Virginia soil. and the
breadth Of a continent divides the mound
which denotes his grave from the place
Of his birth on Californias golden shores
Mr.w. J. FiclSiin, Of Charlottesville. in
addition TO his breeding establishment.
viii train and race a stable Of running
horses during the coming season. In the
string are seven two-year-olds and a cou-
pie Of three-years-olds The lot is well bred
and descended from performing strains
] and the master OF Belmont Stud Farm,
should win n share Of the stakes and
purses offered on the northern tracks this
| season. The list is as follows
RENE or chestnut FLY co by Rayon
dor, dam Reel Dance. 10y War Dance.
Fee. Chestnut hlly CD by Red Bud dam
! imported Cockade by Cucumber.
Joyeuse, brown flly (2) by The Chevalier
dam Plaisir. by imported Maccaroou.
Sarmarie. chestnut FLY ca by imported
ST. George, dam Sarma. by imported Mus
covy.
Turca bay FLY C2) by Turco, dam Silver
Blue. by Longfellow.
Palma. bay FLY 81 by Palinurus, dam
Lady English. by Long Taw.
Aeolus. bay colt C2) by imported Dare
bin, dam Bonnie Leaf by imported Bon
ME Scotland.
Montero. bay colt (2) by Duke of Mont
rose, dam Twinkle by Sensation.
Palm, bay colt CD by Palinurus, dam
Countess, by Eolus.
The following lines are taken from r.
l.. Cary. Jr.'s (Hyder AID, Tales Of the
Turf:
Lexington: Fragment.
rye a picture time dfscoIored, hanging
on my chamber wall,
Taken from an old oil-painting that 10
memory will recall
Years from now the ancient legends OF
those races run Of old,
When the winters were OF silver and the
summer-times Of gold.
on a race-track in the southlands, where
flying feet once trod,
! That has blossomed out in gravestones.
that has rippled up in sod.
And a marble shaft uprisen casts its
shadow Ger the land.
Where I'm summers long forgotten once
there stood the judges stand
Where the CYPRESS boughs are weeping
as they bend above the dead.
And the roses bud and blossom, dust to
dust again is wed.
And the cry OF stricken mourners that
is munied up in tears
! Sadly sweeps along the greensward that
once echoed back the cheers.
or an eager crowd that, waiting, in the
shadow and the sun,
Hailed tho mighty son OF Boston, the
immortal Lexington.
IT'S n picture or stallion. standing
where the robins CALL
Meath an ivy vine that chambers DER
a ruined garden wall
And the tendrills overhanging almost fall
upon his back,
And / fancy he is listning for the music
OF the track
|
as he stands there In the sun.
Looks he like some mighty monarch
/ dreaming Ger his battles won.
Blind. he peers about. but sees not. Now
and then he pricks his ears,
| Listning for the judges summons wait
ing vainly for the cheers
That were wont OF old 10 greet him when
he trod the track a king,
! When men met and told each other of
his greatness in the ring.
Lord and master of the harem. In his
paddock all alone,
/ Signs he for new worlds 10 conquer?
Dreams he Of another throne?
Ger n little mound at Woodburn drifts
I'm wiuter-time the snow.
And the blossoms fall upon 1t when the
| summer breezes blow.
There the hero blind is sleeping. but his
mem'ry lives. to-day.
| Even in the hearts OF turfnen. fresh as
hawthorne buds in May.
sire was he OF horses fieeter than the
Arab barbs OF old
! That were counted in the desert worth
their weight in virgin gold.
whispers fly about the race-track when
some mighty deed is done:
Its 10 more than we expected from the
blood of lexington