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'lying- to the left. Patchwork, eager for the fray, went off with a rush, 

 the Young Un on a workman-like crock next. 



On getting into the open the lead was taken by Wool Saheb on 

 that really wonderful old friend, The Laird, who took his fences 

 inagnificently. The pace, however, soon proved too hot, for he had to 

 yield his place to Patchwork who led the way as far as the Red 

 Road, where, notwithstanding the yells of the gallery, his rider persisted 

 in taking the ditch and rail, to the end that he got himself mixed 

 up amongst the carriages. 



Mr. Neophyte one of our newest importations, tried to hang himself 

 on a palm tree, but the tree would have none of him, and let him gently 

 drop on mother earth again, but retained his stirrups as legitimate spoil. 

 How on earth the stirrups ever managed to get themselves fixed into 

 the tree will remain for ever a mystery. There was some very heavy 

 galloping in the jungle, and some places were but just wide enough to 

 -allow man and beast to force their way through. Another peculiarity 

 was the frequent little banks of mist met with to an alarming degree, 

 one hurdle in particular appearing under the magnifying influence of 

 the mist, twice its size. At the finish the Government House represen- 

 tatives came in with a rush, resulting in a clever win for Captain Fitz- 

 •william on The Lawyer, Lord W. Peresford second on The Cripple, 

 and Patchwork a close third. 



The ninth Chase of the season took place yesterday morning, the 

 •meet being advertised for the Juggernath Car but the actual start was 

 about 200 yards nearer Calcutta. The field was a large one, but we 

 ■missed many of the cracks. Cripple, Lavvyer, Cleveland, and Patchwork 

 being amongst the absent ones. Government Piouse, too, was only 

 represented by Lord William on his buggy nag. Saturday's racing, 

 no doubt, stopped some, but after the races are over we hope to see 

 them all out again. The Quiet Cove we noticed looking none the worse 

 for his gallop, but his owner contented himself with looking on with the 

 gallery, which was a small one. 



The paper was laid by Messrs. Bamagore and Jack Spraggon, the 

 indefatigable Honorary Secretary being on this occasion with the field, 

 •but we looked in vain for Mr. Alipore. 



On th-e word being given, the field went ofif with a rush to the right, 

 of the Gurriah Hat Road, and the first hurdle was negotiated in capital 

 style, but the second wall disposed of Mr. Belvedere, whose horse 

 disappeared, playfully trying to buck off his saddle. The course after 

 crossing the Red Road disappeared into the jungle, and on reappear- 

 ing crossed the main road near the Jodpore Thannah, then down the 

 lane to the left, following the course of the second Paperchase, and out 



