A PHENOMENAL DRIVER 175 



England, from the days of game " Prioress " down. But 

 while we have had truly phenomenal drivers of trotting- 

 horses among the dead let me piously refer to that 

 noble horseman, Hiram Woodruff I do not think we can 

 claim to have developed a genius among jockeys. It is 

 perhaps no wonder, for great as are the strides made by 

 us in raising and running thorough-bipeds, the sport is not 

 what it is in England; whereas trotting has long been 

 our national sport, and at this we are so far beyond the 

 rest of the world that trotters from any other part of the 

 globe are "not in it." Those beautiful black Orloffs 

 which came over from Russia to out-trot us some twenty 

 years ago, and which were really able ten or twenty 

 milers, were simply nowhere. They would have gone 

 into the 'thirty class. 



In olden times cathedrals were built, as they cannot be 

 to-day, because then the whole sentiment, love, and am- 

 bition of the people were centred in the work. Unless a 

 thing is a national institution, so to speak, it can never 

 become truly great, as it surely will if it is upheld by the 

 entire community. So with any sport. Base-ball thrives 

 in America, cricket in England, because each evokes the 

 popular interest. Racing is a more national affair in 

 Great Britain than it is with us. 



