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mind the names of only four horses in England, viz., Silvio, 

 Lady Golightly, Hampton, and Shillelagh, and if yoii werj 

 to give me a ten-pound note, I couldn't remember another 

 for the life of me. 



I think there is something contagious in the precision of 

 racing men. Order and neatness are of course the keystone 

 to success in a racing stable, and I often observe in travel- 

 ling up and down the Epsom line how neat the trainers and 

 jockeys are in their appointments ; and so it is at New- 

 market. I thought I never saw a cleaner town than 

 Newmarket, except Epsom, which is one of the neatest 

 places in Surrey, and when no racing is going on, one of 

 the very quietest; and such, I presume is the case at 

 Newmarket. 



Going back to the air of the Heath, and the charm of the 

 scenery and quiet. There are no niggers, no three-card 

 men, no Whitechapel gipsies, no throwing at the sticks, no 

 parade of the scum of St. Jolin's Wood and Pimlico, painted 

 and noisy and drunk ; no witty (?) London cads squirting 

 some filth out of a leaden squirt, or pea-shooting, or making 

 ribald and senseless remarks ; no sporting cads in tandem 

 carts with a horn ; but order and quiet prevail, the only 

 noise heard being the roar of the betting ring. 



And now I want to ask one question, and it is this : Why 

 should the outside bookmakers (some few of whom I recog- 

 nized as the worst offenders at London suburban meetings) 

 refrain from their blackguard and filthy language at New- 

 market ? and why should they poison the air with their 

 horrible oaths in the neighbourhood of London, and allow 

 themselves to be surrounded by ticket-stealers, whom some 

 of the bookmakers (if they don't encourage them) see steal- 

 ing tickets with impunity 1 The reason is simple enough. 

 It is because they would be put off the course at once by 

 the authorities whose property the Heath is, and it would 



