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Bred In The Bone 1908   By: (1853-1922)

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By Thomas Nelson Page

Charles Scribner's Sons New York, 1908

Copyright, 1891, 1904, 1906


It was the afternoon before the closing day of the spring meeting of the old Jockey Club that so many people know. The next day was to be the greatest ever known on that course; the Spring Meeting was to go out in a blaze of glory. As to this everybody in sight this spring afternoon was agreed; and the motley crowd that a little before sunset stood clustered within the big white painted gate of the grounds about the Jockey Club race stables rarely agreed as to anything. From the existence of the Deity to the effect of a blister on a windgall, through the whole range of stable thought and horse talk, there was no subject, speaking generally, on which that mongrel population agreed, except, of course, on one thing the universal desirability of whiskey. On this one subject they all agreed, always.

Yet they were now all of one mind on the fact that the next day was to be the record on that course. In the first place, the prize in the great over night event, the steeplechase set for the morrow, was the biggest ever offered by the club, and the "cracks" drawn together for the occasion were the best ever collected at a meeting on that course.

Even such noted steeplechasers as Mr. Galloper's Swallow, Colonel Snowden's Hurricane, and Tim Rickett's Carrier Pigeon, which had international reputations, were on hand for it, and had been sent "over the sticks" every morning for a week in hopes of carrying off such a prize.

There was, however, one other reason for the unwonted unanimity. Old Man Robin "Col onel Theodoric Johnston's Robin suh" said it was to be the biggest day that was ever seen on that track, and in the memory of the oldest stable boss old Robin had never admitted that any race of the present could be as great, "within a thousand miles," as the races he used to attend "befo' de wah, when hosses ran all de way from Philidelphy to New Orleans." Evil minded stable men and boys who had no minds only evil laid snares and trapfalls for "Colonel Theodoric Johnston's Robin, of Bull field, suh," as he loved to style himself, to trip him and inveigle him into admissions that something was as good now as before the war; but they had never succeeded. The gang had followed him to the gate, where he had been going off and on all the afternoon, and were at their mischief now while he was looking somewhat anxiously out up the parched and yellow dusty road.

"Well, I guess freedom 's better 'n befo' d' wah?" hazarded one of his tormentors, a hatchet faced, yellow stable boy with a loud, sharp voice. He burst into a strident guffaw.

"Maybe, you does," growled Robin. He edged off, rubbing his ear. "Befo' de wah you 'd be mindin' hawgs what you ought to be doin' now, stidder losin' races an' spilin' somebody's hosses, mekin' out you kin ride." A shout of approving derision greeted this retort.

Old Robin was a man of note on that circuit. It was the canon of that crowd to boast one's self better than everyone else in everything, but Robin was allowed to be second only to the speaker and the superior of everyone else with a unanimity which had its precedent only after Salamis.

Robin had been head of Colonel Theodoric Johnston's stable before the war, the time on which his mind dwelt with tender memory; and this, with the consideration with which he was treated by stable owners and racing gentlemen who shone like luminaries on the far edge of the stable boys' horizon, and the old man's undoubted knowledge of a horse, made him an authority in that world.

The Bullfield stable had produced some of the greatest horses of the country horses to which the most ignorant stable biped knew the great winners of the present traced back their descent or were close akin and if Colonel Johnston's stable lost anything of prestige, it was not in Robin's telling of it... Continue reading book >>

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