Rs were known and respected in days gone by, suh,' he says. 'Ah owe it
to the public who reposed confidence in the puhple and white, to fly ma
old flag when Ah once moh take the field. Yes, suh.' "'Purple 'n'
white!' I says. 'Them's the colors of the McVay stable!' "'Ah was
breeding stake hawsses, suh,' says ole man Sanford, 'when his mothah's
milk was not yet dry upon the lips of young McVay.' "When the silks
come, I picks out a real soft spot for Trampfast. It's a six furlong
ramble fur has-beens 'n' there's sure a bunch of kioodles in it! Most of
'em ought to be on crutches. My hoss has showed me the distance in
fourteen, 'n' that's about where this gang'll stagger home. With the hop
in him the Trampfast hoss'll give me two seconds better. He ought to be
a swell bet. But the hop puts all the heart in him there is--he ain't
got one of his own. If he runs empty he'll lay down sure. I can't hop
him, so I won't be
