shaken down; his clothing a very handsome rug, hood, and quarter-piece
buckled on and marked "B. C."; above the manger and the door was
lettered his own name in gold. "Forest King"; and in the panels of the
latter were miniatures of his sire and of his dam: Lord of the Isles,
one of the greatest hunters that the grass countries ever saw sent
across them; and Bayadere, a wild-pigeon-blue mare of Circassia. How,
furthermore, he stretched up his long line of ancestry by the Sovereign,
out of Queen of Roses; by Belted Earl, out of Fallen Star; by Marmion,
out of Court Coquette, and straight up to the White Cockade blood, etc.,
etc., etc.--is it not written in the mighty and immortal chronicle,
previous as the Koran, patrician as the Peerage, known and beloved to
mortals as the "Stud Book"?

Not an immensely large, or unusually powerful horse, but with race in
every line of him; steel-gray in color, darkening well at all points,
shining and soft as satin, with the firm muscles quivering beneath
at the first touch of excitement to the high mettle and finely-strung
organization; the head small, lean, racer-like, "blood" all over;
with the delicate taper ears, almost transparent in full light; well
ribbed-up, fine shoulders, admirable girth and loins; legs clean,
slender, firm, promising splendid knee action; sixteen hands high, and
up to thirteen stone; clever enough for anything, trained to close and
open country, a perfect brook jumper, a clipper at fencing; taking a
great deal of riding, as anyone could tell by the set-on of his neck,
but docile as a child to a well-known hand--such was Forest King with
his English and Eastern strains, winner at Chertsey, Croydon, the
National, the Granby, the Belvoir Castle, the Curragh, and all the
gentleman-rider steeple-chases and military sweepstakes in the kingdom,
and entered now, with tremendous bets on him, for the Gilt Vase.