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RACING. 



When in his best form (wrote one of his contemporaries) Bill 

 Scott was surpassed by no man as a horseman upon the flat, 

 and was rarely excelled in his knowledge of a horse's powers. He 

 won the St. Leger on Satirist, and defeated the Derby winner. 

 Coronation — a better horse by at least a stone — after one of the 

 most brilliant displays of judgment and fine riding ever witnessed 

 upon a racecourse. Patience, hands, and the act of coming at the 

 precisely right instant, landed him a gallant winner by a short 

 half-length in advance of his formidable opponent, steered by 

 old John Day. The many traits of charity, generosity, and good 



The energetic and the quiet styles. 



feeling which might with truth be placed to Bill Scott's credit 

 leave a considerable balance due to him in the account current of 

 character. 



It would be idle to pretend that Bill Scott, or his frequent 

 rival, old John Day, were fit, as jockeys of the elegant and fin- 

 ished type, to hold a candle to Jem Robinson or Frank Butler 

 among the dead, or to George Fordham or Tom Cannon 

 among the living. To say the truth, the riders of Sir Tatton 

 Sykes and of Crucifix were butchers, who considered that they 



but when they had rounded Tattenham Corner and ahriost reached the Bell, 

 Little Wonder evidently had the race in hand. 'A thousand pounds for you 

 if you stop him, Macdonald I ' Scott shouted out, 'Too late, Mr. Scott, too 

 late I ' was the answer. Little Wonder was said to be six years old. He was 

 certainly more than three. — Ed. 



