THE STORY OF A GREAT DUJLL 79 



My Lord lo mc the challenge you sent, 



To see it out is my intent, 

 Till my last drop of blood be spent, 



Fal, etc. 



Then these heroes' swords were drawn, 



Fal, etc., 

 And so lustily they both fell on, 



Fal, etc., 

 Duke Hamilton thrust with all his might, 



Unto Lord Mohun thro' his body quite, 

 And sent him to eternal night, 



Fal, etc. 



By this time his Grace had got a wound, 



Fal, etc., 

 Then on the grass as he sat down, 



Fal, etc.. 

 Base M'Cartney, as we find 



Cowardly as he was inclined, 

 Stabbed his Grace the Duke behind. 



Fal, etc. 



This done the traitor ran away, 



Fal, etc.. 

 And was not heard of for many a day, 



Fal, etc.. 

 In Christian land, let's hear no more. 



Of duelling and human gore. 

 The story's told, I say no more, 



But fal lal de ral de re O. 



Recently I referred to an old sporting magazine 

 and learned that the Duke was unlucky in not 

 establishing a clear record of four consecutive 

 victories of the St Leger, as, following his third 



