210 THE MORGAN HORSE 



"I received yours in regard to the pedigree of Jenny, that my father 

 sold to G. C. Brown. Jenny was a great road mare. So were her first 

 and second dams, either of which could road sixteen miles an hour. 

 Her first dam, Lady Jane, was the most showy, and looked in the har- 

 ness much bigger than in the stable. She looked very much like 

 her sire, the Hill Horse. True Hill of Canterbury, New Hampshire, 

 owned him until he died. 



"The Piper Horse, the sire of Kate, her second dam, was a young 

 horse brought from Vermont to Pittsfield about the year 1819, and 

 staid there part of one season; then went to Maine ; left only four colts. 

 I can recollect them all, three bays and one black. They all proved 

 so good when used that they got up a stock company and sent down 

 to Maine to get him back, but he had been gelded. They called him 

 a Morgan. 



" Old Kate I think was the fastest of the four colts. I have heard 

 the old folks talk about them in their younger days ; if they wanted 

 to make a quick trip, they were sure old Kate could make it. I have 

 heard father tell of driving her to Boston, seventy-five miles, after 

 machinery for the factory, when they wanted it quick ; and one time 

 there was a deed that was found not to be on record at Concord, 

 the county seat, and other parties started to take advantage of the 

 fact. A man was put on old Kate and rode the sixteen miles in an 

 hour. 



"I brought out here, in 1859, a full sister to Jenny, in foal by 

 Young Morrill. She raised a mare colt. I have raised a number of 

 good colts from her. I have one of her colts, now twenty-two years 

 old, by Flint Morgan, son of the Steve French Horse, a little inbred 

 and full of Morgan ; I think the best driver I ever rode after. 



"I sold one of her colts to a Dr. Reed of Decatur; he drove 

 him three years on the road and sold him to go to Cincinnati ; they 

 found he could go, took him to the track and drove him in 2 130; 

 they thought he must have been on the track and was a ringer; they 

 offered two thousand dollars for him if he had not been trained. 

 They wrote to me, and, as quick as they got word, took him. The 

 next time they tried him he went in 2:19, last half in i 108. His 

 owner was offered five thousand dollars for him, but thought he 

 would have him trained the last of the season, and the next year 

 enter him in the races. He sent him to Lexington, Kentucky, in 

 June, and he dropped dead on the track. They called him Stoker 

 Boy. I saw the man that bought him of Reed; he thought 'they' 

 held him too hard and he broke a blood vessel". 



