EDWIN THORNE AND MAMBRINO CHIEF 



Turner looked and talked in such an injured way 

 that Mr. Thorne was mollified. Mr. Bonner was 

 in Hartford and walked in the broiling sun across 

 the track to the stable of Turner to make a critical 

 examination of the gelding. He found just what 

 he had supposed was the trouble. The hind toes were 

 so long that they unbalanced the horse, imposing a 

 strain upon the loin and making him sore, and conse- 

 quently unsteady. 



When winter came and Mr. Thorne wrote me that 

 he was confined to his home, and would be pleased 

 to have me come up, I replied that I should like 

 to bring a friend with me, Mr. Robert Bonner. By 

 the return mail came a letter cordially inviting Mr. 

 Bonner to visit him. The invitation was accepted 

 in manly spirit, and the welcome we received was 

 tactful and most kindly. The two strong, high-spir- 

 ited men sat before an open grate fire and discussed 

 breeding and other questions until the night was far 

 spent. No allusion was made to the past, but neither 

 had forgotten the sharp correspondence of 1870. 

 The fact that they had been estranged seemed to 

 make each more considerate of the other's feelings. 

 The friendship thus strongly re-established lasted un- 

 til the great heart of Mr. Thorne ceased to beat 

 and he passed into the realm of mystery and silence. 



