But my chestnut mare was of blood so rare 

 That she showed them all the way. 



— Walter Thornhury. 



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LOU DILLON 



World's Champion Trotting Mare 

 Record 1:58^ 



RANK TURNER, of the Santa Rosa Stock Farm, 

 l)ridle-broke the great mare Lou Dillon when she 

 was trying out baby trots at her mother's side and 

 Millard Sanders was her maestro, and he was more to his 

 noble pupil. He passed down into the springs of her being 

 and there awoke a latent thing called life; he flexed her 

 growing muscles and taught them their lightning play over 

 the surface of her supple limbs. He found a soul. He 

 calmed her when she was impatient, he ruled her when she 

 w^as wayward and with the infinite tenderness of love he 

 lifted her out of the crudities of youth and attuned her to 

 action faultless and marvelous. He became a part of her — 

 an elemental blending of man and horse — a new creation 

 vibrant in its dual unity; and in that grand harmony of mind 

 and matter she trod the chords arising to a symphony of 

 wondrous theme and tone, and the rhythm of her hoof -beats 

 was heard around the world." 



This rhapsody, born of the enthusiasm of the moment, 

 Tom Gregory, of California contributed to the Santa Rosa 

 (Cal.) Republican at the time Lou Dillon became the world's 

 first two-minute trotter. And more recently "Markey" said 

 of her: 



''Lou Dillon was the airiest, most buoyant thing of flesh 

 and blood that has ever appeared among the trotting genus. 

 Her action, poise and carriage suggested flying rather than 

 trotting. There was about her a dash and spirit which no 

 trotter, not even the superb Uhlan, could hope to rival. She 



