LIFE WITH THE TROTTERS. 51 



tion, and when he cut him loose on a run for fifty or 

 seventy -five yards, Rarus trotted faster than Sensation 

 could run. Earns finally broke, and that ended the battle. 

 This race proved to me that Kansas Chief was coming back 

 to his old form, as he went the first two heats in 2:23 and 

 2:24, and, as Point Breeze was never a fast track, I was 

 satisfied with him then. I trotted him two other races that 

 season, beating Adelaide and Rarus, but neither of them 

 need special mention. 



These were the last races I ever drove Kansas Chief. 

 Anything that can be said in favor of a true and brave 

 horse, can be said, with truth, about him. I want to say 

 that I never think of the horses that I have driven without 

 bringing Kansas Chief to my mind. I have told of his 

 looks, his training, etc., and will finish this chapter by de- 

 scribing the way in which I bitted and harnessed him, and 

 his peculiarities in and out of the stable. I drove him with 

 a plain snafl3.e bit and an over-check and check bit, with his 

 head checked well up; in fact, I think he went with his head 

 higher than any other horse I ever had. We put on him in 

 front a light pair of quarter boots, and behind there were 

 scalpers, shin and passing boots. In the stable he was a 

 very mild and docile horse, but did not take very kindly to 

 strangers. He acted a good deal like a man who might 

 have had dyspepsia all his life. In jogging or working 

 alone he was disposed to be rather sulky. On race days, 

 when he heard the brass band, and we commenced to take 

 down his harness and put on his boots, he would begin to 

 get very uneasy and walk around the stall. He was always 

 a good feeder, and, when free from soreness, a very easy 

 horse to drive. He had one peculiar habit with his tongue 

 that I never saw in any other horse. In his races he would 

 put his tongue out about two inches between his front teeth, 

 and go the whole mUe in that manner. He would pinch 

 his tongue so hard with his teeth that, at the finish of a 

 mile, the end of it would look as black as a hat. When 

 Kansas Chief left my hands, he was placed in charge of 



