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livery-stables Frank Bichardson, and a man called 

 Wagstaff, an audacious fellow, whose teeth literally 

 fitted into each other, like two cross-cut saws, set to- 

 gether as a shark's ; and surely such a lot, though mag- 

 nates of the ring and turf, taking all in all, were never 

 brought before the public even at a race-meeting. This 

 was on the eve of the St. Leger, when the din made by 

 the Margrave clique, the Ludlow tribe, and the Scott 

 division, all yelling and blaspheming in concert, or 

 rather discord, might have been, nay was, heard in the 

 theatre, though the building is situated some streets 

 distant from the pandemonium . 



' It was said the old Duke of Cleveland partly pulled 

 the wires on this occasion, and to see his white sardonic 

 countenance, and Gully's threatening, overcharged brow, 

 with Crockey's satanic smile and working jaw, surround- 

 ing the table, as the party explained, was to view a 

 picture worthy of the pencil of a Rembrandt. Old Ord, 

 of Beeswing notoriety, also mounted the table, howling 

 drunk, and unshaved for a fortnight, and denounced the 

 gang as a crew of robbers and miscreants, for whom the 

 gallows would be too good; at which the room only 

 applauded ironically or groaned approval. Then Jemmy 

 Bland, an atrocious "leg" of the ancient top-booted, 

 semi-highwayman school, and old Crbckey got set by the 

 ears like two worn-out mastiffs, and had a few words 

 through their false teeth. The quasi fishmonger, 

 paddling his arms in his peculiar way, brought some 

 of his early Billingsgate to bear, and floored old Jemmy, 

 after a few rounds, with some withering slang and not- 

 to-be-parried innuendo, though the opponents made a 

 fight of it to the last.' 



If we are to judge of a man from the company he 

 keeps, I don't think that Mr. Gully would stand very 



