of the HORNERY/HONNERY FAMILY |
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Edward Hornery (later known as Honnery), was a Hotel Proprietor and Race Horse Owner/Trainer in the Narrabri and Warialda Districts. His most famous Horse was called "Murlowan". It won many races including a Rockhampton Cup; an Armidale Cup and the first Inverell Cup. |
"Murlowan" Poem and Photo |
Now listen to my story and I think you all will own. The best horse on the northern line was that chestnut horse Murlowan; Whwn he won the Cup at Inverell with 9.9 on his back, And casey in the saddle, he ran a record for the track; The race was seven Furlongs, he ran 27 and a-half; When the barrier rose he jumped out in front, and I heard Ted Honory laugh; He said to Jimmy Lawler, he has not done his dash, He'll hold this field as safe as a church, and sure to take out the cash. He beat the guns in Queensland likewise in New South Wales; He keeps long stall on Casey while he walks to the scales. To give this horse's performances, I cannot tell you here; But just look up the sporting guide, and you'll see Murlowan's career. When they took him to Warialda the public gave a smile, They said this is a jackey for Murlowan in this mile; When he left the paddock the public gave a cheer, But little did they think that race would end Murlowan's career. Lexy--she jumped out in front--that's Callacher's little brown, But when they turned their heads for home the poor old horse broke down; Mat Ridley rode the winner, Sol Ridley Murlowan, Sol say's to-day had the old horse stood he'd have won it on his own, But now he's back in Narrabri, and treated like a toff, He gets a bed and three meals a day although he's pensioned off; His proud and lofty carriage will be missed on many a track, He will never win another Cup with Casey on his back. |
The Poem below about Edward Honnery's horse Murlowan, was given to me by Edward's grandson, John Honnery, it is not known who it was written by. I have typed it below exactly as it was passed on to me, spelling and punctuation as is. |
A CHAMPION OF THE NORTH |
Photo of the Collarendabri Cup (Spelt as is on the Cup). The Cup is currently in the possession of a Great Grandaughter of Edward. |