The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-01-14

big Mike" who took care of the dew
lllsh little stallion Hannis, showed up
this streak in mean horses to the full.
Hannis had won a famous race at the
Garfield Park track in Chicago and
some friends Of John Turner, who drove
the stud, were anxious to see the victor
So Turner had then come to the Canal
street station, whence the horse was to
be shipped east by express. Turner was
there himself, having left word in the
morning with Mike, who was cold So
Der, to bring the horse down about
noon. After Turner left the track Mike
celebrated the triumph Of his charge to
the full-literally. He remembered, how
ever, that he and Hannis were billed
east that noon, and accordingly started
for the depot.
Now, Hannis was horse that in addi-
ton to eating whatever people came his
way, also enjoyed chewing other horses
between heats, and he could kick some.
Hence his ordinary progress through the
metropolis was attended with many pre-
cautions, which ceremOnialS pleased Han
mis-, who knew he was an Ishmaelite. But
on this occasion there was no CEREMONY
Instead of grabbing the headstan and
walking alertly alongside of the stallion
OF the halter over his shoulder and saun-
tered up the street. HaRniS was at q loss
regarding his own conduct. Mike, usu-
ally so careful and alert, yanked him
along as II he were plug bound for the
bcneyard. Then Mike changed the pro-
gramme. He fell back gradually until
liS WdS III the rear OF Ha0nlS, ana that
astonished the horse still more. But he
never offered to kick, now that Mike was
behind, any more than he had offered TO
bite or strike when Mike was ahead
In the meantime Turner and his friends
were at the depot. The friends were i'm
patient, and Turner was worried for he
knew Mike. Anxiously he peered down
Canal street, and finally, in the midst of
a big jam of trucks, he spied the wise
looking head Of Hannis But there was no
Mike in sight-the stallion apparently
was coming to the train alone. An in
slant later Mike was discovered at the
end of the halter. Hannis simply was
towing him. Turner knew horse nature
and especially the devilments of Hannfs
just then. He waited until Mike was in
hail, and spoke to him. Then he darted
out and took the horse, and the agony
was over. The minute a man in his
senses had hold of the halter Hannis was
ready to eat somebody.
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General Grant, a trotter of early Chi
cago days, was a man-eater. and his care
taker lodged death every day one aft
ernOOn the latter left the old Dex-
ter park track and came down town.
Then he put in several hours acquiring a
package fit for a truck TO haul, after
which he found his way back to the
track, unlocked the stable door, and fell
into the corner, dead to the world In
the morning another swipe, seeing
Grants stall door open at the top peekeu
In and at once became google eyed with
terror. In a corner of the stall stood the
man-eater, trembling in every limb, and
at each stentorian snore by his caretaker
he would hug the wall a little closer A
sober man with a club he understood and
was ready to battle with but when one
fell into the stall at 1 a. m. OF a pitch
dark night and bumped into him he found
the problem a puzzler, and then, like all
vicious horses, when not sure of their
ground, he became cringing coward.
2:15 TO high wheels, was another intelll-
gent horse. One day while on the track
at Detroit the driver wallODed Mike for
some of his pranks. 1t SO happened that
the driven went away with his horse be-
fore it came Mixes turn to be trained
again, and Detroit saw him no more The
following season another trainer had
Mike, and entered him at Detroit When
the pair got there, and the trainer drove
Mike up to the track gate, the noble beast
turned around and hized off the other
way. He remembered that gate; ne haO
been licked there, good and plenty and
it was Mike for any other spot Finally
in order to get a start for his entrance
money. the trainer compromised with
Mike going around half a mile to an
other gate, on reaching which Mike am
bled III like a lamb.
Jim Crawford, who drives the pony
PAGER Dacy, is about the most fearless
man with mean horses / ever saw. Down
at Dick NcMahOn's barn few years age
there was stallion that had everybody
around the place except Crawford buff
faloed to a finish. Nothing like II had
happened since worlds fair year, when a
baboon from Java, getting in town two
weeks before his quarters on the Midway
were ready was quartered in that barr
and had everybody scared stiff by his
weird yawpings and terrifying roars
Dogs that had been there for years file,
incontinently when they saw the baboon
and swipe that came home the worse
ME p 6od l.
arrived was greeted by a pair of pink
eyes and howl that shook the barn was
transformed from a gay roisterer to q
gibbering idiot, and never has tasted
liquor-after dark-since that fearsome
evening.
This stallion that McManon found in
the barn one morning had his meals
served a la pitchfork until Crawford took
a hand Crawford is q smallish man, and
when he calmly announced that he WASH
afraid to go in the stall and lead the roar
ing. ramping stud horse out like any
other nag the rest Of US climbed to safe
places and let him do il. Crawford was