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stable of David Hill of Bridport, Yt, for whom he 

 had earned a fortune ; and yet you can count his 

 trotting sons and daughters on your fingers. So, too, 

 of Ethan Allen, and Gen. Knox, and the Drew Horse, 

 and the Eaton Horse, and Old Witherell, and Lambert, 

 and Rysdyk's Hambletonian, and Young Morrill, and 

 Fearnaught, and a host of others, known and unknown ; 

 while some unheard-of stallion has sent his single offer- 

 ing to the track, "but that one a lion." 



Why, sir, I said, in the beginning, that I thought I 

 could breed about the horse I wanted in size, shape, 

 and temperament. I think so still ; and yet the expe- 

 rience I have had is somewhat discouraging, and will 

 hardly sustain my theory. I purchased many years 

 ago an Abdallah mare, of good speed and bottom, 

 fifteen hands and two inches high, weighing about ten 

 hundred and fifty pounds, and of bay color with 

 black points. She was a good mare, and evidently 

 well bred. She had speed ; could trot in fifty almost 

 any day in the week. I bred her five times to Trotting 

 Childers, a son of Hill's Black Hawk, and out of Lady 

 Forest, afterwards called Lady Maynard, — as speedy a 

 mare as ever dashed down Boston Neck in the days 

 when Hiram Woodruff used to send " the roan horse " 

 whirling past every thing except the mare. My first 

 colt was a shrewd, sagacious, but tempestuous little 

 horse, fourteen hands and an inch high, with a rather 

 light fore-leg, not a good foot, with the endurance of a 

 locomotive, with the jauntiest gait in the world, as black 



