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colts and green horses, and by so doing refuted the oft- 

 repeated story, that old trotting-horse trainers were not 

 good colt trainers. Sam not only won with his colts, but 

 kept them in such condition that they made long cam- 

 paigns—won a lot of races, and, what is more, they came 

 out the following year and trained on. He gave Bell Boy a 

 record of 2:19^ as a three-year-old, and convinced me that 

 he is a wonderful horse from the fact that his training was 

 very limited; his owner using him almost entirely for 

 breeding purposes. 



" Tobe '' Broderick is considered one of the shining lights 

 at the huckleberry shows, he having made the world' s record 

 of 2:07^^ over a half-mile track with his celebrated pacer You 

 Bet, and running mate Gooseberry John. I think, taking 

 into consideration the difference between a mile and a half- 

 mile track, that this is as good a XDerformance as any team 

 ever made that way rigged. Hawley Cole, by the fashion 

 of his garments may ante-date the war, but his training, 

 driving and management of trotting horses is after the most 

 approved latter-day methods. He formerly devoted a part 

 of his time to his large railroad interests, but the interstate 

 law interfering with his usefulness, he now puts in all his 

 energy and talent to training a public stable. That he gives 

 his patrons satisfaction is proven by the number of them. 

 John Holstein made his mark in connection with the 

 Wood's Hambletonian family, having given many of them 

 their best records and campaigned them very successfully. 

 In connection with John I might relate rather a strange 

 accident, something that I never saw happen before, and 

 one of the many proofs of how uncertain horce-racing is. 

 In a race at Utica several years ago he was driving Nancy 

 Hackett in what would have been perhaps the deciding heat 

 had she not met with an accident. I had Wolford Z. in 

 the race, and after trotting for the first three-quarters of a 

 mile to beat John with Hackett, she, without any apparent 

 cause, plunged side wise, and stopped almost instantly. So 

 sudden was it, that I pulled my horse up, thinking that 



