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by like a broad streak of gold in the sunlight. 



As he turned to score, Mignola made three or 

 four little hops, like a boy fidgeting at the score in 

 a foot race, before he moved off at an even stroke, 

 his rate of speed increasing in a few strides from a 

 jog to a free-for-all clip. His prompt response to the 

 bit or the request to get under way was as rapid 

 as the automatic working of a high powered car. 



Mignola was ten years old when he made his rec- 

 ord of 2:0414. At that age a race horse is usually 

 retired. His fun days came when he was seven and 

 eight, after he was tried and considered a fluke. This 

 was also boosted along by an accident in which he 

 broke one of his pasterns. At that time he was 

 owned by an Iowa blacksmith. Mignola was patched 

 up and sold to an unsuspecting easterner. In time he 

 passed to the matinee stable of J. R. McCune of 

 Pittsburgh, Pa. One day his daughter drove him a 

 mile in 2:051/^ to wagon. Mignola was then shipped 

 to Lexington, where he started in the Walnut Hall 

 Cup that was won by Early Dreams. At that time 

 he looked like a picture horse and everybody was 

 talking about him when his owner drove him in 

 2:031/4. 



Walter Cox raced him in 1919. He started him in 

 ten races of which he won nine. At Hartford Mig- 

 nola pulled up lame in the Charter Oak Purse and 

 was beaten by Mariondale. The last time I saw him 

 was at Lexington the following October. As he stood 

 under the trees with the sunlight playing on his 

 golden coat he looked like the highest type of a 



