The Horse in America: A practical treatise on the various types common in the United States, with something of their history and varying characteristics — John Shaqi
The Horse in America: A practical treatise on the various types common in the United States, with something of their history and varying characteristicsSpeed, John Gilmer
History
The Horse in America: A practical treatise on the various types common in the United States, with something of their history and varying characteristics
Speed, John Gilmer
Horses
bet heavily on the contest, and, it was said, proposed to sail for
Europe upon clearing enough to pay his expenses. Half an hour elapsed
for the horses to get their wind, and again they were brought to the
stand. But now a circumstance occurred which raised a deafening shout
from the partizans of the North. Purdy was to ride. How his scruples had
been overcome did not appear, but there he stood before us, and was
mounting _Eclipse_. Again, amidst breathless suspense, the word “Go!”
was heard, and again _Sir Henry_ took the inside track, and kept the
lead for more than two miles and a half. _Eclipse_ followed close on his
heels and, at short intervals, attempted to pass. At every spurt he made
to get ahead, Randolph’s high-pitched and penetrating voice was heard
each time shriller than before: ‘You can’t do it, Mr. Purdy! You can’t
do it, Mr. Purdy! You can’t do it, Mr. Purdy!’ But Mr. Purdy _did_ do
it. And as he took the lead what a roar of excitement went up! Tens of
thousands of dollars were in suspense, and, although I had not a cent
depending, I lost my breath, and felt as if a sword had passed through
me. Purdy kept the lead and came in a length or so ahead. The horses had
run eight miles, and the third heat was to decide the day. The
confidence on the part of the Southern gentlemen was abated. The manager
of _Sir Henry_ rode up to the front of our box and, calling to a
gentleman, said: ‘You must ride the next heat; there are hundreds of
thousands of Southern money depending on it. That boy don’t know how to
ride; he don’t keep his horse’s mouth open!’ The gentleman positively
refused, saying that he had not been in the saddle for months. The
manager begged him to come down, and John Randolph was summoned to use
his eloquent persuasions. When the horses were next brought to the
stand, behold the gentleman[3] appeared, booted and spurred, with a red
jacket on his back, and a jockey cap on his head. On the third heat
_Eclipse_ took the lead, and, by dint of constant whipping and spurring,
won by a length this closely contested race.
Footnote 3:
Arthur Taylor, a Virginian.
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