A GREAT HORSE 



that light overcoats were a burden, and the women — 

 God bless them ! — were enabled to make the last public 

 appearance of the year in summer garments. In the 

 morning the streets were alive with people. In the 

 afternoon they went to the fair grounds. Such a half 

 holiday Toledo has not seen in many years. The street 

 cars were crowded to their fullest capacity, and it 

 seemed as if nearly every available horse and vehicle 

 in Toledo were on their way to the fair grounds. 



A year before, when the wonderful horse and his 

 owner came home after a series of track triumphs, a 

 magnificent reception was given horse and driver by 

 the people. This year Mr. Ketcham stated that he 

 wanted no ovation for himself and his horse at the 

 close of the season, but that he wanted to give the peo- 

 ple of Northwestern Ohio an opportunity to see the 

 horse trot on behalf of charity. Cresceus Day was the 

 fulfillment of this desire upon the part of Mr. Ketcham. 



Just before Cresceus was brought on the track for 

 his first mile, Mr. Ketcham stood in front of the grand 

 stand ready for his drive. His face was lighted up 

 with a smile of happiness and contentment, and he 

 was in rare good humor as he talked with his friends 

 — everybody seemed to be his friend, too. The grand 

 stand was filled, every seat was occupied. As far as 

 the eye could see up the stretch and down the turn 

 the people were packed as tight as possible on both 

 sides of the track, outside the fences. The crowd 

 stretched around the entire circumference of the track. 



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