Horse racing -- Australia -- History; Race horses -- Australia -- History; Stainforth, Martin, 1866-1957
The entire Maribyrnong Stud came to the hammer on April 10th, 1866, the
sale realising nearly £28,000. Prices were considered high, but were
such lots with the same reputation put up to auction to-day, say, by the
Messrs. Tattersall at Newmarket, England, probably a couple of them
alone would bring in that sum. As it was, the two-year-old Fishhook fell
for three thousand six hundred guineas, Seagull for nineteen hundred,
and Lady Heron for fourteen hundred. But prior to the great sale the
name of Fisher had, in conjunction with one or two others, dominated the
turf.
And we find during the five decades or so that have elapsed since then,
that but a few owners, a few breeds of horses, stand in the limelight
during each period, and leave their influence for good or ill for all
time.
Contemporary with the Fishers, however, there was quite an abundance of
sportsmen whose names, even after the lapse of all those years, seem to
be as familiar to us as are those of the magnates of their day in the
Old Country, the Merrys, Graftons, Albemarles, Falmouths, Hastings,
Westminsters, Portlands, Bowes and Peels. Listen to them as they are
told, and see if they do not stir a chord within you, awakening afresh
dear and stirring memories of the olden time, of those days gone by in
which we fondly believe that there were many giants.
Andrew Town, John Lee and his brothers, C. Baldwin, John Tait (“Honest
John”), the Rouse family, T. Ivory, E. De Mestre, P. Dowling, Hector
Norman Simson, James Wilson, William Pearson, W. C. Yuille, H. J.
Bowler, Rawdon Greene, F. Tozer, and George Watson. What teams the
Fishers had, as well as old John Tait!
From Maribyrnong’s massive gateway there used to emerge each morning to
their work, a string containing Angler, Fishhook, Rose of Denmark, The
Sign, Lady Heron, Kerosene, Smuggler, Sea Gull, Bude Light, Sour Grapes,
Ragpicker, The Fly, and for a brief day only, the beautiful Maribyrnong.
This colt, who afterwards took his sire’s place, fractured his near
foreleg in the Derby, his only contest. His life was spared, however,
and he made an enduring name at the stud.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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