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and fillies trot or pace fast. -He never shod a de- 

 scendant of Guy Wilkes forward with a shoe heavier 

 than ten ounces in front or lighter than five ounces 

 behind. And when he got behind a horse the animal 

 seemed to be imbued with the magnetic force so 

 prominent in him. He could keep a horse tiptoeing 

 without breaking longer than any one who ever sat 

 in a sulky, and for rallying a tired horse and keeping 

 him doing his utmost to the wire, we all remember a 

 number of exhibitions of this kind he gave us. 



"He has gone ! His pleasant smile and merry 

 twinkling eyes have been dimmed ; his kindly voice 

 been hushed; the blue jacket and cap which he 

 wore so neatly have been laid away forever, and only 

 the remembrance of that strong, manly figure among 

 the greatest turf generals of the last decade remains. 

 In the ranks which he graced so well ; in the center 

 of the little groups of social friends that hovered 

 around him ; by the fireside where his love and kind- 

 ness were at all times manifest, his place will never 

 be filled. He has gone the path we all must go, and, 

 even though we live for many years, we shall never 

 forget the impressions his individuality left upon the 

 tablets of our memory, for there, and only there, shall 

 we gaze upon his kindly face again." 



The story of John Goldsmith has been told and I shall 



"No further seek his merits to disclose. 

 Or draw his frailities from their dread abode, 

 (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) 

 The bosom of his Father and his God." 



Such is the story of the Goldsmiths. John died 

 without issue. James left a son, Alden, who is fol- 



