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were proverbial, indicating, upon all occasions, 

 the sterling qualities that have ever characterized 

 the country gentleman of the South. This is no 

 place to pay a tribute of respect to his memory as 

 a patriot or citizen, however pleasing such themes 

 may be ; to us pertains the humbler task to speak 

 of him only as a racer — a Brother of the Turf. 

 He had a stock of horses well bred, and always 

 trained one or two for the races at Camden and 

 Statesburg, and generally won a purse. If suc- 

 cessful, he never put into his own pocket what he 

 won, but gave it to one or other of the churches 

 in Camden or to the Orphan Society. He had 

 the prayers of the faithful that he might win ; 

 insiders and outsiders both wished him luck — 

 the latter, on account of their veneration for 

 General Zack Cantey; the former, because his 

 winnings were always devoted to charity. 



We now come to the impersonation of Caro- 

 lina chivalry, the embodied spirit of Carolina 

 blood and Carolina honor, one that may be 

 looked upon as the main contributor in South 

 Carolina, for many seasons, to the legitimate end 

 of racing — the improvement of our breed of 

 horses, Colonel Hampton. Colonel Hampton far 

 outstripped all his predecessors and contempora- 



