Mr. J. M. Richardson's Writings Collated 



Ascot adventure and its sequel, in a good-natured way which 

 effectually dispelled any ill-feeling which might otherwise have 

 arisen. 



Unlike " Parva Dies," Johnny Yonge, on his visits to 

 Ascot, concentrated his attention entirely on the sport, and 

 would ride about to different points of the course. On one 

 of these occasions, when there was a large field of horses, 

 the good man was very much shocked at the language used 

 by the jockeys when rounding the bend where he was 

 stationed. 



One Cup day — to be precise, that on which occurred the 

 memorable dead-heat between Buckstone and Tim Whiffler — 

 the Rev. Johnny, by himself this time, whilst riding through 

 the forest on the weedy thoroughbred chestnut he affected, 

 suddenly caught sight of three small Eton boys, who, mounted 

 on hacks supplied by Tom Cannon, the horse-dealer, of 

 Windsor, were cantering gaily along some distance ahead, 

 evidently bound for the same destination as himself; and, no 

 notice being taken of his shout to them to stop, at once started 

 in pursuit. 



The late Bill Beresford, who, as it happened, made one of 

 the party, and may be said to have been in command of the 

 squadron, with the master mind which stood him in such good 

 stead in later years, at once gave orders for each to ride off in 

 a different direction — advice which, on being carried out, at 

 once bore fruit, for the master, unable to make up his mind 

 which particular culprit to follow, and possibly not being par- 

 ticularly anxious either, finally gave up the chase as hopeless, 

 and pursued the even tenor of his way. 



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