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most disgraceful way, letting the leg, Sir Lewin Glyn's 

 horse, win.' 



This serious accusation was made when my father was 

 a young man, and had just commenced riding for the 

 Dukes of Portland, Graf ton, and Cleveland. He 

 naturally thought that a public charge of the kind, not- 

 withstanding that it came from a recognised venomous 

 quarter, might do him some harm in the racing world. 

 So he consulted Mr. C. Greville as to what steps he 

 should take to satisfy the public and his employers, and 

 received the following very good advice : 



' Have you lost any of your masters, or has any of 

 them spoken to you about it ?' Mr. Greville asked. And 

 being answered ' No,' said, ' Go home, John, and think 

 yourself a great man, or they would not have noticed 

 you.' 



Another Danebury worthy, Mr. J. J. Farquharson, of 

 Langton, Dorsetshire, was a gentleman who raced in a 

 different style from most people. He was a great hunt- 

 ing-man, and kept a pack of foxhounds for over fifty 

 years entirely at his own expense, and did the thing 

 thoroughly. His peculiar view of racing was that horses 

 should be neither broken nor trained until they were four 

 years old. Moreover, he used to race mostly for small 

 races ; and as he never had many that he trained, few 

 races fell to his share. He had The Maid of Cadiz, 

 Bacchanal, and others. 



He was in all he undertook a thoroughly practical 

 man, and as a breeder of sheep would attend the fairs 

 in person. Amongst the sheep fairs he usually attended 

 was the August one at Bridford. Here it was that for 

 the first time he was taunted with asking too much for 

 his flock. It was in this way. The fair was bad, and 

 the prices got worse as the day advanced. Early in the 



