354 THE TROTTING-nORSE OF AMERICA, 



" What do 3'ou think you made ? " said they. 



^' Not worse than 2m. 24s." I answered. 



" It was just 2iu. 23^3., " said tliey ; and I was satisfied. 



This was speed enough for a six-year old liorse, in his first 

 season of trotting. He remained with me until the 1st of 

 December, and then he went to Mr. Alley's, at Islip, to bo 

 wintered. His blankets were gradually taken from him ; and 

 he passed the cold weather without clothing, in a good box, 

 with & paddock to run in during the day. 



