66 ROAD, TRACK, AND- STABLE. 
gested Mr. Vielee, partly walking round the mare, 
and again looking at her up and down. 
“¢Sound as a dollar, and kind as a kitten,’ re- 
sponded the drover, as firmly as if prepared to give 
a written guaranty. 
“¢Not always so kind, neither, said Mr. Vielee, 
looking again steadily at the mare’s face, ‘or I don’t 
understand that deviltry in her eye. But that’s nei- 
ther here nor there. You say the mare is for sale. 
Now let’s know what you will take for her.’ The 
result was that Mr. Vielee bought her for $175. 
«“<¢ And a pretty good price at that,’ said the drover 
to himself on pocketing the cash, ‘for an animal that 
only cost me eighty, and who is so foolish and flighty 
that she will never be able to make a square trot in 
her life.’ ” 
A few weeks later Mr. Vielee took his new pur- 
chase to New York, and sold her to Mr. G. E. Perrin 
for $350. “In the hands of Mr. Perrin,” relates the 
graphic writer from whom I have quoted already, 
“the little bay mare, who had proved so intractable, 
so flighty, so harum-scarum, and, to come down to the 
true term, so worthless to her original owners, was 
favored with more advantages than ever she had en- 
joyed before. She was not only introduced to the 
very best society of fast-goers on the Bloomingdale 
and Long Island roads, but she was taught, when 
‘flinging herself out’ with exuberant and superabun- 
dant spirit all over the road, as it were, to play her 
limbs in a true line, and give her extraordinary quali- 
ties a chance to show their actual worth. If ever she 
made a skip, a quick admonition and a steady check 
brought her to her senses; and when in her frenzy 
