^ MORVICH 



ing over the line a victor in the midst of the 

 wild and tumultuous throng rending anew the 

 welkin with the din of applause and strident 

 but muffled music of the band! 



He comes back before the stand, dancing 

 and prancing. He seems to bow and acknowl- 

 edge with grateful pause the grand display of 

 effulgent praise. His energy is spent. The 

 victory is won. The fond caress of his master 

 is sweet. 



When the great Creator bestowed on man 

 the mastery and companionship of an equine 

 so teachable, sympathetic, proud and so glor- 

 iously beautiful and graceful, he meant that 

 man should enjoy the infinite delectation of an 

 estate richly bequeathed but no less a solemn 

 responsibilty assumed. The world notes with 

 pride that great keepers and trainers of these 

 matchless steeds are jealous to protect the 

 world's greatest sport from the waste and 

 depredation of the race track mongrel of former 

 years who not only shamed the world but 



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