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turf in America, bred by Colonel Archibald Randolph and 

 John Tayloe on the James River, and the families still 

 flourish in the beautiful Piedmont Valley of Virginia, 

 near where the plantations of the Dulanys yet thrive as 

 they did before the Revolution. It is the country where 

 Mosby's lightning raiders flashed terror to Northern hearts 

 in the Civil War, and the hunting ground where, in 1905, 

 was fought out the historic Grafton-Middlesex-American- 

 English foxhound match, in which the trophy was award- 

 ed unanimously, with the two-thousand dollar stake, to 

 the Grafton Hounds, of which I was the proud master 

 and huntsman. 



Frank Forester's second volume told of the draft and 

 the standard bred or trotting horse, describing the 

 hundred mile race of Fanny Jenks and the wonderful 

 record of Lady Suffolk to saddle, with pictures as fine as 

 the racing scenes of Herring or the hunting pictures of 

 Aiken depicting sport in England. Among the engravings 

 is the wonderful sporting print of Flora Temple drawing 

 the high-wheel sulky. The print links me again with 

 Forestei", because a few years ago in a Philadelphia auc- 

 tion room I bought the foreleg and hoof of Flora Temple, 

 "the first to cross the magic 2 :20 line." A few years later. 

 at the Second Sportsman's Dinner at the Waldorf, in New 

 York, George Floyd Jones of New York presented me with 

 a string of bone rattles worn by Flora Temple v/hen on 

 October 15, 1859, at Kalamazoo, Michigan, she won in 

 straight heats from Princess and Honest Anse, making 

 the last heat in 2:19%. At Lordvale now the bay ankle 

 of the mighty Flora Temple is again encircled by the bone 

 rattles as it was when turf history was made on that 

 memorable afternoon. 



Willi such a writer as my earliest teacher in the field of 

 sport, it is not to be wondered at that the name of Frank 

 Forester is endeared to me for life, and these lines are the 

 tribute of a sportsman to one who, by his pen, has guided 

 and influenced thousands of sportsmen. Frank Forester 

 lifted the horse from the minds and language of the stable 

 boy to an honorable position in the regard of gentlemen 

 of the States and the sport of woodcock and partridge 

 hunting from the shadowy ways of the pot-hunter to a 

 position where sportsmen were proud of their dogs and 

 their guns. 



