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Ashburton Guardian, Volume V, Issue 1592, 24 June 1887, Page 3

*■ I' < JUNIPER JIM [A Sporting Ballad.] Yes— Steepleohasing is stirring sport, and the moat exciting events of all > Are at Purlingham Park, when the field is , Isi je, fhe ditches deep, pud the fences I tall. t And I for one wi'l naver forget, fil my brain ?" bkii'ed and my eyes are <~\m The < -.y that 800 and Go Onew&B eteered by ( » n infant hero— Jui iper Jim. Robert -Roper waß down lo ;.de, and wad bicfcid bis moun -for ho 1 lew "ie coy oe, . And, gad, he'd have managed to romp Jn i^ r b'o jf f'oy'g p U (i b" ni) on a ? ackir^hom J Ouj of "jfl paddoo'c f Seahorses fed — ?id a mn-aur ran : "It is Roper's son 1 1 Why, where the dickens oan Robeii.be, that, he's not m charge of Bot a.'.i Go Om?' And the devotees of the " Ring and the Book*'" swear many a sware aB they saw '-ie lad. While some declared that the bets were off, and we all considered the outlook bad. For Bot eind Go One waa a^ grand old gee— bu>i a trifle grogpy m wind and limb, And we feared he wouldn't ran up to bis form v.. th achi'd on b'<3 back like Juniper Ji n. But R per, it happened, was under a cloud, ana the Stewards had given him no'ioe to. quit, For a 'ittle artistio arrangement m oils he'd endeavored to paint on the favorite's bit. "They rr'^ht ha' waited," his trainer cried, " and warned h'ni off when, the iaoe was run 1 For where is the partj to take his place and able to pi'ot Bot and Go One ?" -And the silence ans.vei.jd— for no one spoke, I tl just as the last faint hope had gone, Game a chit of seven and said—" I'll try— l am on ; y a oHld, but I ein stick on ! See, my fatner's jaoket and cap Iv'e donned, aud his cords encircle- my legs so slim, They are undersized ; ■ I was nussed on gin, whioh is..- why t'aey've called me Juniper Jim I But m bpite of my size and my tender years, though Iv'e seldom been on a horse before, I'll keep m my saddle whatever befalls, the finest horseman dan never do more 1 And the simple boon I crave of you, when the poßt is past and my duty's done, 18— my father's pardon 1" " A bargain, boyl" >. So they hoisted him np on Bot and Go °' te ' . . '' i He hat) oorne into line with the pink of the | field; the bay, the chestnut) 'he straw- ' berry roan, I five Siffun, and Cats' meat, and Polonia's •] Pride, and Titupping Tommy, and f.icond Trombone. Fow they're off v, Uh a jump at the U\\ of the ( flag, and the top of the hurd'es they cleverly sk'no, But the boy ? Like a leach, to the pigskin he Bh'cks 1 and we shout to him, " Bravo, Juniper Jim!" See yonder I Ha 1 Cats' 'meat has made a mistake, she has touched her timber— Bhe'a into the ditch I And little Bi'.l Larrup is getting tho lead, and urging The Stijfun with spur and - switch. Bnt \ie haven't lhe heart to look at the child —It is Guntet's Bhop to a penny bun We Bhall see him off at the water- jump 1 for he doesn't seem happy on Dot and Go One. They are close on it now, and his stirrups are gone, and — meroiful powers ! what is he about ? There 1 what did I tell you ? They're both of 'em m! Wno knows if ever we'Jl Bee both of 'em out ? But— wonder of wonders— look ! Bot and Go One haß scrambled out— and on top ] of him, Damp and draggled, but sticking tight like a . game little limpet, is Juniper Jim I Coughing and wheezing, they canter on, there's an awkward post and rails to be passed I Bee,Si:ffun, ah, yes, refused it twice, and the ' seoond time little Bill Larrup is grassed ! l 'Tis the boy's tuij now, and we hold our breath, as we watch for the daylight— By Jove 1 there's none ? 'Tween the baggy buckskins of Juniper Jim and the slippery saddle of .Bot. and Go Onel Aad the gallant grey is galumping on, like . the scion true of rcre stook - • (For isn't he brother to Crccpie Stholi and stable companion to Golden Crock ?) i There's a brook m front, but he plunges m and strikes out boldly— he's game to Bwiml And he's shaking himself on the opposite Bide— bnt he can't shake off young Juniper Jim { And the game old horse has pioked himself up, and is eett'ing down m a steady * stride, • While poor old Trombt tie's beginning to blow, as he pants m the rear of Polonia's Pride. , ; ■- •> She is over the five-foot fence like a frog — but the Tronibonc's down and out of the fun. Now! cm?;* him at it, Juniper Jim. Well, ,\ • he's, -done it somehow on, Bot and Gol ■ Onel .;'... ] One more— and the finish I Now, neck and neck they flounder over a |furze<topped ] mound; " Polonia's Pride goes down on her knees— and our noble grey has his nose to ground I : But he's up the first 1 with the boy on his ' baok— though we oannot call his condition trim, And he certainly has a peouliar seat— but he sticks to the saddle doea Juniper Jim 1 ' There's a roar from the Ring, and a shout from the Stand, aa they bucket by with a .< final burst; For the mare is beaten by half a head, and thb olever old grey is home the first j And the crowd are cheering the pallid child, as he capless sits m the burning sun ; " Hip-hiphooray I for the infant pluck that ' has soored a win on Bot and Go Onel" Bnt the boy replies wi*h a gentle smile, " I thank you all. I have done my part." 11 Now I claim the guerdon— a Father's name is dear indeed to r- ; s offspring's heart 1" And even the Stewards are softened now, ani. : the un3hed tears at their eyelids brim As they pardon Roper his little ruse for the . sake of the'r promise to Juniper Jim. Then we a'l of us msh to embrace the boy, and to lift him down- — but we strain our backs 1 And the child explains, with a dmple glee, that he rubbed the saddle with cobbler's wax I " With such a preoaution," the cynio sneers "no wonder the danger he didn't shun I" Well— the answer to that is, " l.'ij it yourself at I irlingham Park and on Bot ani Go Onel" — "Evening Press." THE PANAMA CANAL; '.■i- '. ; — ■» — ; :.-.:,.■ Official r 'counts have roachcl Washington detailing a great cave-in m the De Leaseps Caool. The slip wri caused by undergronnd currents of water, which had been disturbed and diverted by the canal excavatjon. The work now stands about where it did before a spadeful of earth was removed. 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