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and crouched down when he felt the boards creak 

 under him ; but he never made the least objection to 

 following his leader. Once in his box Carbine com- 

 menced to munch hay quietly, as though a trip to 

 England was an everyday occurrence with him. The 

 colt took more trouble to get on board, but once in 

 his box he settled down like an old horse. Not know- 

 ing the time Carbine was to go on board, there was 

 not a great crowd there, but on Saturday morning 

 (April 13th, 1895) the people came down in hundreds 

 to have a last peep at the champion. When it was 

 found Carbine had been put on board the day before, 

 the crowd commenced to see they had been sold, but 

 they were determined not to be done out of a sight 

 of him. I never saw a more determined mass of 

 people than Carbine's admirers. They crushed up the 

 gangway and jammed up in front of his box, regard- 

 less of torn clothes and pickpockets, and there were 

 plenty of the latter about, or what looked like them. 

 Hundreds of people caught a passing glimpse of Car- 

 bine as he stood quietly eating in his box. It was 

 their last sight of " Old Jack,'' and there were many 

 present who had won money over him in that memor- 

 able Melbourne Cup. No horse that ever ran in 

 Australia was a greater idol with the public than 

 Carbine, and the pier was crowded with his admirers 

 long before the boat sailed. 



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