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for the last great effort. Thundering at his sides were 

 the two runners the voices of Murphy and Wise blending 

 in the trumpet-call for speed. Tense and silent, the 

 grand-stand occupants were on their feet, pulling for 

 another victory. Tired he was (i min. 27! sees, 

 at the three-quarters explains that), but the lion-like 

 courage that had broken the hearts of the greatest 

 trotters in 1915 would not permit him to falter. Trotting 

 true with that frictionless stride, head high with " the look 

 of eagles " in his eyes, Lee Axworthy came to the wire 

 on that October afternoon, vanquishing Father Time 

 again. There was a sharp clang from the timer's stand, 

 and the board showed i min. 58J sees. Lee 

 Axworthy again had triumphed, and was seated more 

 firmly than ever on his throne. 



The following week Lee was hitched to waggon, and 

 Mr. Devereux drove him a mile in 2 mins. 2| sees., 

 the world's stallion record to that hitch, in spite of very 

 cold weather and a strong wind. 



The champion goes clean in front with the exception 

 of a light pair of quarter boots. Behind he wears shin 

 boots and scalpers. An open bridle, the plainest of 

 harness, not to mention the fastest sulky in the world 

 there you have the outfit of the king of trotters. 



Lee Axworthy is a beautiful mahogany bay, almost 



