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Talking of horses takes me back to the stable. When I closed my 

 3ast letter I was voyaging to the dream-land of reflection in search of 

 opportunities for the display of our new equestrians' prowess. As there 

 seems little chance of any more paperchasing until the crops sown are 

 grown and cut, will not some enterprising genius organise a series of 

 •(sunshiny) Saturday afternoon sky races over hurdles and on the flat ? 

 It will keep us going until the racing season proper comes in, of which 

 more anon, and will give to him who wants it (surname Legion) that 

 ipractice which alone makes perfect, whether in executing a fantasia or a 

 finish. No fellow, until he has "found his seat" so to speak is much 

 •use, either in galloping, or jumping, whether it is over the keys of the 

 piano, or the daisies and hurdles of the race-course. Ask it in the 

 boudoir I Ask it in the stable ! 



F. GOLIGHTLY. 



Jupiter Fluvius must have been touched by our laments, for he has 

 ■put the rose on the watering pot, and been only spattering instead of 

 slushing us with its contents, but this merely ''by the way" I have 

 rushed to my pen to announce two important sporting fixtures. The 

 first is owing to J. P. which is why I have mentiond him ; for if he 

 turns crusty again it may not come off. The events are — 



Wednesday, 28th June. Paperchase. 

 Thursday, j 3th July. Dog-Day Ball. 



Paperchase. — The " call to the chase '' informs me that the meet will 

 ■be, as before, at the Old Kennels at 6 A l\l. Foxes as before Spectators 

 had better wander up the track known as " the Red Road near the 

 5heep-pens." Water has lately been laid on lavishly. There will be a 

 water jump. What a chance for Chowpy 1 



The Ba/L— The meet will, I am informed be as before, at the 

 Town Hall at 9-30 P.M. Managing committee as before. Music, it is 

 to be hoped, as before. The galloping track (after the rain ?) promises 

 to be first-class going, cool smooth and slippery. What a chance for 

 Manolo 1 



F. GOLIGHTLV. 



Chowringhee arose very early in the morning on Wednesday 28th 

 June to array for the Paperchase. The last jackal had hardly slunk 

 into a protecting drain, when, from every upper-storey window in the 

 mansions of the blest, night-capped heads emerged to inspect the 

 weather. Grave mistrust had been felt in Jupiter Pluvius, for it had 

 been noticed that he had bragged in your columns of laying down m 

 one Wednesday alone, in Cherrapoonjee no less than 40 inches of rain, 

 a game which, if he should try here, would force us to Paperchase m 



