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horse has gone during the present generation of men 

 and that means wherever men of British birth live 

 upon the lands bounded by the seven seas there is 

 the name and the work of ANDREW MONTGOMERY 

 already known and recognized. 



In his selection of Macgregor as a yearling at 

 65 and his immediate insistence that he had 

 acquired possession of the one best asset of the 

 breed at that date in Scotland, we have practically 

 a repetition of the case of BATES and Belvidere. 

 Asked by DAVID RIDDELL of Blackhall, owner of 

 Darnley Macgregor's sire what he would take for 

 the newly-purchased colt, ANDREW promptly replied, 

 "1,000 and Darnley." And then began that dou- 

 bling in of the blood of Darnley and old Prince of 

 Wales that has since been little less than a reve- 

 lation to the Clydesdale breeding world. At about 

 the same time he picked Macgregor, Mr. MONT- 

 GOMERY had the discernment and good fortune to 

 buy for 100 a yearling filly called Moss Rose 

 that was destined to acquire a celebrity second to 

 no other draft mare known to equine records. His 

 contemporaries were not long now in discovering 

 that a new Richmond was indeed in Bosworth field, 

 and that all had to reckon not only with his show- 

 yard entries, but his judgments. LAWRENCE DREW 



