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   'Foremost amongst English sports must be placed horse-racing, and this has existed in Jamaica and some of the other islands ever since their British occupation . . .'   Jamaica in 1928

St Elizabeth in 1835.



   First, an extract from an 1940

interview with an old racing man in

St Elizabeth:


   ‘Right in this parish, in fact right down in the lowlands here some glorious races were run and some wonderful horses bred over one hundred years ago. I heard it from my old people, who, I must tell you, always had the love of horses in their heart.

   When they were slaves they had masters who loved horses, and were better and kinder [to them] because of that. As freed-folk they loved horses, all the more since they were free to own them. We have never, anyone of us, from a hundred years back been without one fine horse at least.’

   ‘Tell me about the racing that was done here’ I urged. He shuffled himself to a completely comfortable position in the old cane chair. The light from the lantern hanging from the centre of the room shone on his gray hair so that his head seemed to be covered with threads of silver. His dark brown face brightened to the shade of leather-brown and his little dark eyes danced and sparkled like a pair of diamonds. This was something dear to the old fellow’s heart. He would enjoy the telling, I could see; as for me, I had no fear there was something interesting coming.

   ‘Now my grand-mother,’ he began, 'owned a couple of horses that ran and won several match races in the parish as well as in Westmoreland, Hanover and St James. She was a horse-woman if ever one was born in Jamaica. She trained her horses herself and following them wherever they were racing and when they won or placed - they never went lower than that - she came home and made a dinner which we and her horse-breeding neighbours had in the kitchen. It was at one of these feasts she told us what I am going to tell you now.

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   Such slave owners as had no virtue in them hired the freed people at a price that mocked at freedom, but there were a number of honest planters through whose munificence and enterprise the lot of ex-slaves was made much easier.There were racing men. At that time there was a large and beautiful race track on these low lands. When they held a meeting the place was quite a spectacle, all the beautiful ladies came with their parasols and their pretty long dresses, and the thing was 

turned into a sort of fair. You could buy or sell from horses to chickens. There were liquor and soft drinks of all sorts, cakes, pudding and what not. The ex-slaves sold the refreshments and did all kinds of odd jobs for more money than they could get working in the fields for weeks. 
   They raced horses round the track and passes across the green, the crowd making way for the racers. It is hard to describe the wonderful things that took place.'
 
 

                    at the races in 1906