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ginian, in a well contested race, for the Jockey Club purse, 

 four-mile heats. Time, Tm. 57s. — 8m. 7s. 



51. May 26. At the same place, at the second meeting, a 

 fortnight after, she was in like manner again beaten by Betsey 

 Eansom, for the Jockey Club purse, fom--mile heats. Time, 

 7m. 52s.— 8m. Is. 



52. June. At Poughkeepsie, N. Y., the next week, Ariel 

 beat Betsey Eansom, for the Jockey Club purse, $500, four- 

 mile heats, in 7m. 52s.— 8m. Is.— but of the third heat, the 

 time is wanting. "We are happy to annex the following ani- 

 mated account of this interesting race, from the pen of a valued 

 correspondent, who both writes and runs his horses, " con 

 am ore." 



" Since the contest between Eclipse and Henry, in 1823, no 

 race — at the ISTorth — has excited so intense an interest in the 

 spectators, as the one run by Ariel and Betsey Eansom, on the 

 Dutchess Course, on Tuesday last. In two prior trials at Long 

 Island, on the 12th and 26th of May, Betsey Eansom — conti-ary 

 to the expectations of many — ^had proved victorious. The 

 friends of Ariel, though somewhat consoled by her gallant per- 

 formance on the 26th, had been again disappointed. — ^Mem. 

 Saw her entered for this last encounter, with reluctance, from 

 feeling how little chance there was of regaining her lost laurels. 

 The earnest solicitation of a friend, joined to an anxious wish 

 to gratify the inhabitants of his own country, decided her 

 owner to start her, on this occasion. 



" When they were led upon the ground, the appearance of 

 the two differed as widely as their prospects — the firm, elastic 

 reaching step, the fiery eye and lofty bearing of Betsey, gave 

 assurance of condition, and showed her conscious of her powers 

 and confident of victory — while the short and stiffened gait, 

 the quiet and determined countenance of Ariel — reversing the 

 quondam appearance, together with the fate of herself and 

 Flirtilla — seemed plainly to say, ' I have lost my station as first 

 among the fieet ones of my race, but I will regain it or die.' 

 They started — Betsey Eansom went off on the lead, at a mode- 

 rate pace, appearing resolved to do no more than was necessary 

 — when, at the end of the two miles she broke away, as from 

 mere whim, at such a gait and at such a stride, as would have 



