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Articles of History:
A Teenager's Dream
by Pat Payne of Asil Arabians, Chino California
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Arabian Horse News August 1972
Last February, at our Arabian Horse Association
of Southern California meeting, I received a real surprise and treat.
Bill Ainley showed us some movies one of his relatives had taken at
the Kellogg ranch in the mid-1930's.
Here were those old time greats *RASEYN
597 under English saddle, FARANA
708 going through his stock horse routine, RALET
759 free jumping, ROSSIKA
659, the trick horse, pushing her baby carriage, and the liberty drill
team spelling out "K E L L O G G "
As much as I enjoyed seeing all these long gone
greats, my real thrill was seeing JADAAN
196 with his rider in Arabian costume. JADAAN
brought back memories of my first visit to
Kelloggs well over 30 years ago.
During those depression days of the 1930's we
had horses -- the $50 kind. One of our friends had a half-Morgan, and
that was a big deal. The total of all registered Arabians was less than
1,500, with about half of those dead. You can see how rare a real Arabian
was in those days. Some of the circuses were still calling spotted horses
Arabians. The general horse public had very little real knowledge of
The Kellogg ranch did a wonderful job of introducing
the Arabian horse to the southern California area. You couldn't be involved
with horses for too long without hearing about Kelloggs and their Arabians.
When I was nine years old, I made my first trip
to Kelloggs. I was very excited about seeing real Arabian horses. I
don't know what I expected, but somehow I was disappointed to see what
looked to me like regular horses doing the same things I had seen other
regular horses do at horse shows and circuses. Oh, sure, they were fat
and slick and they seemed to carry their tails much higher than most
horses I had seen, but they didn't look like the paintings.
restored my faith that there really was such a thing as an Arabian
horse when he came charging into the ring with robes flying in the air.
He looked like what I thought an Arabian should look like. I didn't
even notice whether the rider had on glasses or a wrist watch; I knew
I was seeing a real Arabian horse.
We made many trips to Kelloggs over the next
few years. I came to appreciate the fact that these other regular horses
were also Arabians and had those characteristics distinctive to the
I then learned that the ancestors, for the most
part, of these former regular horses, had come from England, while
sire had come from the desert of Arabia. I knew I had been right
all the time. JADAAN
was a real Arabian and those regular horses were imposters. How
could Arabians come from England? To a 10- or 12-year-old kid this was
a confusing state of affairs.
As I became more interested in Arabians, I found
that our Arabians in America had come from many places, including England,
France, Poland, Spain, Egypt, and that there also had been an importation
of 27 horses direct from the desert of Arabia to America in 1906. This
importation was made by
and thus these horses are referred to as "Davenports." I would recommend
Homer Davenport's book, My Quest of the Arabian Horse, to all
those who are interested in the background of the Arabian horse. I find
this book very interesting, as Davenport goes into considerable detail
as to just what qualities the Bedouin horse breeders valued in their
horses. These comments are invaluable to those who want to produce the
authentic Bedouin-type Arabian horse.
During the 1940's I was in my teens and growing
up with horses. When we had visitors to our ranch such as
Carl Raswan, John Douthit or
Jimmy Wrench, the talk always got around to the Davenport horses.
Carl knew many of the original Davenport horses,
having purchased from Peter Bradley, the man who financed Davenport's
trip, a group of these pure Davenports, including JADAAN.
Carl also purchased two more groups of pure Davenports from F.
E. Lewis which included LETAN
86 and ANTEZ
448. These horses all came to California
in the early 1920's and that is why most of the present-day pure Davenports
trace to California breeders.
By the 1940's most of the pure Davenports were
scattered across the country and either no or very little attempt had
been made to perpetuate the pure Davenport breeding. John Douthit had
GAMIL 1427 (Kasar 707
- Schilan 706). GAMIL,
one of the most beautiful of the pure Davenport mares, produced
4165. Jimmy Wrench
was trying to collect a herd of pure Davenport horses. While Jimmy was
able to get a few mares, he never was able to find a stallion that suited
In those days, things Arabians were far different
from what they are now. We had no Arabian magazines, not even Arabian
shows until 1946. Breeding Arabians was more a matter of convenience
then. Very few people could take the effort to trailer a mare any distance
to a stallion. Of course, during the war years, there was the problem
of gasoline, and, even after the war, horse trailers were not at all
as common as they are today. In order to locate horses of a particular
bloodline, such as pure Davenports, you would take the stud book and
start with the imported horse and check all their offspring and their
offspring's offspring, making certain that the horses they were bred
to were of the desired bloodline. We did have one advantage, though.
All the horses were in one stud book.
Jimmy Wrench was the best tracer of Davenport
horses, as his job kept him on the road, and Jimmy always had time for
a side trip to see horses. Jimmy knew almost every pure Davenport horse
in existence, but the problem then was getting the owners to sell. If
it was a mare he wanted and couldn't get the owner to sell, he would
often try to get the owner to breed her to a Davenport stallion.
ANTEZ 448 was about the
only pure Davenport stallion in southern California, and he met an untimely
death in 1943.
My folks went to Texas in 1945 or 1946 and bought
HANAD 489 (*Deyr
33 - Sankirah 149). HANAD
was pure Davenport and equally as well known as
We have owned several well-known Arabians such as
*RAFFLES 952, *RASEYN
597, and *AZIZA
888, but to me there was always something special about
He had been at the Kellogg ranch in the early 30's and was trained to
jump rope, Spanish walk, and other dressage gaits. Somewhere in his
travels he had broken one of his front legs. He stood with this leg
bent at the knee. When we would put a halter on him and bring him out,
you would forget all about his broken leg. He was all show horse. He
reminded me of Jim Kline's *TALAL,
gentle as a kitten in his stall, but all fire and 20 feet tall
when you showed him off.
Many of the people who had pure Davenport mares
brought them to HANAD,
and some beautiful foals were produced. Best known, of course,
I could only dream about owning an Arabian mare.
Even though prices were much lower than today, my income was even lower.
One day we had a visitor at the ranch, a Mr.
Alvin Yoder of Corcoran, California. Mr. Yoder had had Arabians for
years but was now wanting to retire. He had an old mare that he wanted
to find a home for. He would sell her at a very reasonable price. Her
name was POKA 438.
We looked her up in the stud book and found she was pure Davenport.
She was by *HAMRAH 28,
the leading sire of all the Davenport horses. *HAMRAH
was imported from the desert in 1906. She was out of
SHERIA 110, who
was by *ABBEIAN 111 (the
sire of Jadaan) and out of *URFAH
40, the dam of *HAMRAH.
As far as I was concerned, this was the cream of the Davenport
horses. Mr. Yoder told me she wasn't in very good condition and was
25 years old.
I bought her sight unseen, a mare that was seven
years older than I was, to breed to a stallion who was six years than
I was. Even though the price was reasonable, $250, it was still 25%
of my annual income.
I drove to Corcoran to pick up
POKA. She was showing
her age. Her worst problem was her eyes. They were irritated, and the
lower lids were swollen. We would bathe her eyes several times a day,
and that seemed to make her more comfortable.
I bred her to HANAD
in early 1947. She presented me with a stud foal on February
28, 1948. The baby was very weak and had extremely crooked front legs.
I was sick about his legs, but everyone told me they would straighten
and, sure enough, they did.
Carrying the foal and feeding him was hard on
and she died shortly after we weaned the baby. She was a very
sweet dispositioned mare and a good mother.
I named the foal TRIPOLI,
a name that had stuck in my mind from the North African campaign
of World War II.
In the summer of 1950 the North Koreans attacked
South Korea, and I found myself in the Army. I lost my interest in horses
and asked my Mother to sell TRIPOLI.
Twenty years later the flame of my romance with
the Arabian horse was rekindled. I visited
Charles Craver in southern Illinois,
the man who had purchased TRIPOLI.
Charles is without question the most knowledgeable person concerning
the Davenport horses I have ever met.
It is a funny thing that my time in the service
resulted in my losing interest in horses, while Charles found his interest
in the Davenport horses as a result of his time in the service. Charles
was in the Navy during the Korean War and was stationed in the San Francisco
Bay area. On his free time he would visit Arabian breeders. On one of
these visits he met Jimmy Wrench and came under the spell of the romance
of the Davenport horses.
In the summer of 1970 I visited Charles Craver
It was a gratifying experience to get to talk to Charles and
to find that he values TRIPOLI
for the very same reasons I had in mind when I bred him.
had been produced with due regard to the family strains of the
parents and with a desire to produce a pure Davenport offspring. It
was my hope before the mating had been made that the foal to be could
play a part in the continuation of the pure Davenport horses. The key
part TRIPOLI has played
in the continuation of the pure Davenports was beyond my wildest expectations.
Another interesting aspect to the story of
and the Davenport horses is that today all but three of the horses
on our ranch trace to POKA.
My Mother started, like most breeders, with a very divergent
group of horses. Not only did we have many different types of Arabians,
but very diverse bloodlines. We had Polish, Egyptian, English, South
American--you name it and we had it.
A few years ago I talked to my Mother about the
fact that she had eliminated all those other lines. She told me that
for her purposes of extremely intensive inbreeding to
she had found her Davenport bottom lines the most dependable.
One of the values of the Davenport horses, in
my opinion, is their closeness to the desert in terms of generations.
From what I have read and observed, our western ideas concerning the
appearance of an Arabian horse are sometimes in conflict with the ideas
of the desert Bedouin. What I am saying is that some of us may value
short speed, size, high leg action, an extended trot, color, etc., while
in the desert, as the Emir Abd-el-Kader says. "Color counts for nothing,
size for little, and blood is everything."
Many of the travelers to the desert criticized
the conformation of the Arabian horses and the breeding ideas of the
Bedouins, but most of them were astounded by the soundness and endurance
of the Arabian horse. And, after all, it is we who value their horse
and not the other way around.