GREEN; YELLOW SLEEVES, BELT, AND CAP 



conviction that it was only by sheer bad luck that Waver- 

 tree was beaten. As noted on a previous page the 

 horses had been moved to Mr. Fred Withington's stable 

 at Danebury, and that they could by no possibility have 

 been in better hands need not be remarked for the 

 edification of anyone who is acquainted with the modern 

 Turf. Luck had constantly been against this son of 

 Wavelet's Pride and Kendal Lily. As the field turned 

 into the straight Wavertree was full of running. I was 

 privileged to be Mr. Bibby's guest for the meeting, 

 stood with him to watch, and was half inclined to offer 

 premature congratulations, when suddenly Poethlyn 

 swerved to the right, forcing Wavertree violently on to 

 the rails, so that his jockey, DriscoU, cut his boot and 

 injured his foot. Coming on again when he got clear 

 Wavertree was going much faster than Poethlyn at the 

 finish ; but the latter, ridden by Piggott, had obtained 

 so great an advantage that it was not to be wrested 

 from him. So ends the history of the Lancashire 

 Steeplechase so far as it has reached at the time of 

 writing. 



The Grand Sefton Steeplechase. 



At the beginning of this chapter I have expressed the 

 opinion that the Grand Sefton Steeplechase should have 

 been given precedence over the Manchester race, the 

 reason being that the first-named is unquestionably the 



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