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with a sucking jennet colt, which he was to keep and 

 breed for five years and return the jennets. At the 

 expiration of that time this sucking colt had a fine 

 sucking jack colt worth $200. I bought Mr. Clardy's 

 interest in all the stock and shipped them home to 

 Middle Tennessee — Murfreesboro. 



We crossed the Ohio river at a place called Cave 

 in the Rock. Here one of the young men came to me 

 and told me he could not swim and was afraid to cross 

 the river; that he had a cousin living in the Ken- 

 tucky purchase and he preferred staying with him 

 until I returned from Illinois. After crossing the 

 river I sold one of my young jacks to an aged Irish- 

 man whose name I have forgotten. There was an 

 agricultural fair going on near the river and we con- 

 cluded to stop over and show our stock. We took 

 some premiums. I remember there was a premium 

 offered for the best and fastest saddle stallion one 

 mile and repeat. I owned old Brown Pilott and was 

 riding and driving my jennets that trip on him. I did 

 not have any time to prepare him for the race, but he 

 had been trained and raced before with some success. 

 I think he was sired by Brown Pilott, of Kentucky. 

 My horse. Brown Pilott, was the sire of the noted 

 pacing horse Bone Setter, Brooks and other good ones. 

 I had a young man with me, a good rider, and had 

 my horse ridden around the track several times in 

 a brisk pace so as to make him familiar with it, but 

 not strain or make him track-sore. So when the day of 

 the race came there were six entries and there had 

 been a heavy rain. The track was muddy and there 

 was a swag in the track for about fifty yards wide, the 

 water six or eight inches deep, so that the horse had 



