New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1906-08-26
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Selim mare was about all he could do faw the hand
soonest girl in Nawthun Alabama But as 1t has
eventuated, the mare enough, sub, she was
enough | used to say to my daughtah, Don
YOU worry about yo futuah, child: One OF the OLD
mares colts will arrange 20 earthly aiIaails III case
! should be taken off. And, gentlemen, he SAID,
looking round the table, lit has come to pass. My
daughter is about to be very wealthy young iauy'
HerOs going to attend to that
WHO was Selim.' queried Bronson again.
"Selim Mr. Bronson, Selim. ~ And then as II ne
didn't want the rest OF us to see now 1gnor AM
Bronson was. he went along slowly, Sellm was the
boss the Iacksons imported from England You
remembah that? Don't you recall how he won the
fo'-nile stakes at Mobile? And the only reason he
didn't beat Lexington and Lecompte at New
Awlins was because Colonel Jackson, senior, had
lust died and they didn't want to run Selim IN
mournin, to speak You've heard OF that MI
Bronson?"
Bronson had the decency to say he had.
I'm going to give you gentlemen a treat, the
Major went on. Il want you all to come out TO
Morris Park Satahdav My hostlah Abe will pull the
blankets off faw YOU and you'll see boss. Also
You'll see boss III step him taw YOU
When we said good night to the Major he stood
in the door of Sherrys precisely as he had received
us. He shook all around and thanked each indlvld-
ual for having hOnOred him. 1t 5 too late law me
my tavern near the race co Sc, ne sitld
Mr. Sherry has consented to give me lodging
heah faw the night, and shall remain. Remember,
gentlemen you will see race boss Satu lYdai.
and his flowing tie OF white and his splendid har
back off his forehead and his beautiful optimism
concerning his Hero. lie was inquire 10 remember
and the dinner-ah, that worth all the While
of him, had there been nothing else!
Il wonder" unused aloud Dot OF The Moon,
If his horse is any account
"Crowbait" observed Space, the cynic of The
Cosmos
When we reached Morris Park the Major wait
ing for us An aged Negro was leading blanketed
horse up and down. At a call from the Major the
Negro brought the animal to him. The Major
stepped over and pauSing that might prepare
ourselves stripped the COncealing blanket away
and stepped back with pride III his m1en Hero
stood before
He was a -boned, angular sort of horse too
tall for the real thing and too flat IN the ribs tor
stamina. He showed thoroughbred signs here and
there; that all. We praised the horse as much
as we honestly could, but the Major plainly
disappointed. He called diminutve Negro boy.
Take him up there at the starting post and let
him 90 once around Cal" said the Major These
gentlemen want to boss run. Show them what
Hero can do when he's in earnest.
The horse broke as if he knew how to gallOp, and
Cal set him down., we call 1t. Thompson started
a watch on him. He went along at pretty good clip.
but when he struck the home stretch he all in,
and though Cal kicked and called TO him and yanked
at his head and otherwise persuaded him, Hero was
a bad looking performer when he finished the mile
out Thompson glanced at his watch.
Il told you The mile in one fortyeight.
That wouldn't win a mud race at Morris Park.
We turned to the Major. He all delight.
That's the way the Selims run, he said grandly,
and pulled the boy down. The old Negro blanketed
the tired and putting animal and led him away.
We persuaded the Major to a late breakfast IN
the club house. 1t wouldn't have done any good
tell him the awful truth. So at breakfast we
made merry over it as we could. and the Major
beamed his infinite satisfaction, telling us more OF
his hopes and ambitions.
He belongs to my daughtah gentlemen, every
hair in him. He's malnstay taw her. She loves
him much as do, and If circumstances would
pahmt she should be heah 10 see him race. Shell
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