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tually a mile behind. In a moment they were upon 
him. 
“ Boots” strove for about six feet to keep his posi- 
tion in advance, but they swept by him, and after they 
had gone out of sight the good old horse had all his run- 
ning to himself, and cut out the work to his own liking. 
The fourth mile of the race was run under whip and 
spur; first “ Blan” and then “ Pam” (as the specta- 
tors abreviated their learned names) was ahead; the 
feeling of the multitude was intense. In entering the 
quarter stretch the last mile “ Boots” was once more 
discernible, and nothing daunted by the clatter of hoofs, 
or dispirited by the gibes of such as happened to catch a 
glimpse of him, was maintaining his accustomed gait 
steadily, and just rounded the turn, as the ‘‘two bloods” 
swept by the stand—a dead lock. 
According to the rules of the club, a dead heat was 
regarded as though none had been run. The Boots 
party contended that their horse was not distanced, and 
to this view of the case, the judges unanimously inclined. 
Upon examination, the rules were positive upon the sub- 
ject, and had ‘“‘ Boots” bolted, or had he not run a foot 
much less two miles of the four, he would be entitled to 
start a second time. Indeed, no objection was made by 
any one, none could be made, and accordingly it was de- 
termined to put him again in the field—the fact of the 
matter being, that his owner perceiving that the old 
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