Show horses in the paddocks at Rye, N. Y., last week craned their necks as far as halter straps permitted. A stranger was coming among them. He was an elderly gentleman rigged squarishly in black clothes; he wore gloves and a blocky black hat. One horse, a jumper, he patted on the nose. The horse wiggled the hairs on its lip. This stranger loved horses. He was, in fact Bishop William Thomas Manning who had gone with one of his daughters (Frances) to the opening of the second yearly Cathedral Horse Show. Earnings...
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