98 EVERY MAN HIS OWN TRAINER. 



dred yard distance and score down with me, as I had the pole, 

 and not come ahead of me under a penalty. We came down 

 with the other three horses head and head. I was a little 

 back, say a length, but they gave the word and De Barry 

 went right in and took the pole and my friend Bowen had me 

 in the pocket again. But it did not do him much good, for 

 his horse broke at the turn and let me out, and I went right 

 at De Barry for dear life. We went head and head until 

 within fifty feet of the wire, neither one making a break or 

 misstep. From there I pulled the whip on Kite and won the 

 heat by about a saddle-girt in 2:18f. And then came the 

 howl. De Barry's friends made a great kick and claimed the 

 heat, but the judges would not have it and gave me the heat 

 and race. I don't think I ever drove a race in my life where 

 there was more feeling manifest from start to finish, and I 

 don't believe some of the Boston people have got over it to 

 this day. 



The next and last race I trotted her that year was at 

 Goshen, N, Y., October 15, over a half-mile track in the free- 

 for-all against the great Red Wilkes gelding Phil. Thompson, 

 2:16|-, and Walnut, 2:19^. It was a very cold, raw day. The 

 track was very hard. Kitefoot was considerably sore in front 

 and she did not like to go over that hard track. But Thomp- 

 son was so great a favorite on account of his showing himself 

 such a good horse on a half-mile ring, that Jimmey Gold- 

 smith, who was driving Walnut, and myself thought it would 

 be well to take a little of that short end and just go out and 

 give that grey gentleman a horse race for the money. Jimmey 

 thought he could carry him the first heat about as fast as he 

 would want to go. So we decided that Jimmey should go 

 out and give him a fight for the first heat and I would lay up. 

 He done so ; Walnut was not much good that day and did 

 not get very near Thompson after we got the word, and the 

 grey horse won the heat very easily in 2:25^. The next licat 

 the track was so hard that Kite hated to conimencc, and 1 got 

 a very poor send off. I was behind and my mare on almost 



