The morning news., 1899-03-18
DEWEY AS A HORSE TRADER.
Gave Up Nancy Lee and $125 for "A
Horse Which Turned out to Be N
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From the New York Sun.

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"Baznr Crab.'
From the New York Sun.
Admiral Dewey once had horse named
Nancy Lee She has the straightest gait
of any saddler in Washington, and speed
and strength to beat the best. She is a
pretty little mare with a sorrel coat, two
feet white-legginged. and a star between
her eyes shooting whits ray all the way
down the soft, mousy-feeling nose. She
stands low, but is finely moulded from ear
tip to fetlock, good in action, and more
full of vigor than many a younger horse.
The old adage. Like master, like horse.
holds good with Nancy Lee, for she hasn
show steps and fancy dances and gets
there without much pyrotechnic display of
blood and bones, therefore the more blood
and bone for use. And Admiral Dewey
went and got another horse-that's part
of the story, and what they call "one on
the admiral" Stin, if he's more at home
in coming tower than in a saddle il isn't
his fault, and is better for the country.
Nancy Lee came from Gen. Bealfs stock
farm in Prince George county, Maryland.
Her dam was Eugene, a three-quarter
bred mare, and her sire, Dickens, the
famous four-mile runner and the best
long distance horse that the state of
Lee came by remarkable endurance and
speed. Every morning regularly for sew
eral years, during the admiralS stay in
Washington, he would ride her out over
the subul ban roads, at a swift steady
trot, which, kept without a break would
cover miles of country in short time. There
isn't foot of country in the District of
Columbia which Admiral Dewey andNancy
Lee don't know by heart. There came a
time. however, when a most villainous
blacksmith, who saw extra money an bar
shoe, accused Nancy Lee of having a
quarter crack. So the admiral began TO
look around for another horse.
Now, it happened that a brilliant young
sportsman belonging to the swell Chevy
Chase Club, Richard by name, appeared
on the scene.
by George, commodore" he said, 1--WE
got the very horse you are looking for.
Just you wait day."
There is a brush clump of whitewashed
houses some few miles above Georgetown
called Tennallytown. Fifteen brand-new
policemen had lately been stationed there
with fifteen brand-new steeds Richard
had his eye on one of these, belonging to
Policeman Law for which he had traded
down at the horse bazaar. 1t had been
guaranteed good, sound and worker, ."
was a f1ne-looking animal, with some extra
good PAGES.
Say, Law, III give you SIPS for that
horse if can sell him. Think I've got
purchaser"
''All right take>him got him down at
the bazaar"
So Dick brought the steed up to the
Chevy Chase stables, had him groomed
and polished up and blanketed. Then Dick
sat down, and with the aid of a Chevy
Chase cocktail and his own phenomenal
horse imagination, wrote out pedigree
He had written pedigrees out before, but
that Is neither here nor there. 1t suffices
that the pedigree for Dewey would have
| staggered the Prince of Wales. If there
| is one thing Dick knows by heart it is turf
history. All the star high jumpers in ere
| alton, the pacers the runners, the trot-
| ters, with worldwide fame, became an
| cestors to that bazar crab. There was an
| ancestor responsible for every crick of
| that animals neck, every curve in his
legs, every pace he possessed, his position
| in standing, the lift of his head, the
| strength of shoulder and the length of limb
| sires and grand sires, dams and grand
dams and great-great-great sires. Now
that was a horse which was worth hav
| inG.
Hes thoroughbred" said Dick ''you
don't have to look at his pedigree to know
| that"
That's a fact" said the commodore,
getting knowing on morse all at once; you
can tell by the way he stands
mot only that" said Dick; look at that
head now, commodore. You couldn't find a
better animal in this country. He's never
been out of my hands. I've trained him
and broke him myself, and gentler habits
and better PAGES would be hard to get
Then that horses blood-by George-it
pays to get blood
Now, everybody knows that nothing
pleases a man more than a first-rate tho
roughbred with a blooded pedigree, and
one you could lay your finger on, too, and
the Commodore could certainly lay all of
his fingers on that horses pedigree. He
looked at Nancy with her one only an
cestor, and he looked at the new horse
with long and noble line of sires. He re-
minded himself of Nancy Lees quarter
crack and began TO think she was a little
small for him anyhow, so he said to Dick:
"Well, now, suppose you take Nancy out
to your farm; never sell her-Pm fond of
the little horse-take good care of her, will
you?"
ION my honor" So the sale was made
and signed and sealed and Dick went off
with little Nancy Lee and the Commodore
with the muchancestral stranger, Dick
took the little mare up to the witewashed