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about that time, steered toward the opposite side 

 of the river. The wagon drew up to the dock, and 

 there as good fortune would have it was a boatman 

 who agreed to do his best to land Harry and Dunbar 

 on the steamer for a dollar. This he accomplished, 

 after a hard pull and another wait by the captain. 



When the captain saw who had caused consterna- 

 tion among his passengers only a short time before 

 by yelling from the other side of the river he gravely 

 remarked: "Young man you held me up for ten 

 minutes at Hartford, and for Heaven's sake where 

 did you come from now?" 



Harry answered that he had business in Middle- 

 town, but he did not get much out of it ; all of which 

 was certainly true. 



The remainder of the trip to New York was with- 

 out incident as hunger and fatigue soon wrapped the 

 travelers in sleep — such as could be obtained in 

 steamer chairs. 



When the outfit was unloaded at New York 

 neither Harry or Dunbar had any conception of the 

 distance they had to travel to get to the track at 

 Parkway. Dunbar was sent away with the horse, 

 sulky and traps. When Harry arrived at the track 

 there was no signs of Dunbar. Time seemed to fly 

 and with it flew Harry's nerves and he began a 

 parade. Finally the outfit arrived and it was nearly 

 one o'clock. Dunbar was all right, but John Mit- 

 chell had the thumps. Certainly an alarming condi- 

 tion for a horse that was to start in 'a race an hour 

 later. 



