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us hope they are only reserving themselves for the Cup day, and that 

 we shall then see them like giants refreshed with new coats on their 

 manly shoulders and fresh legs on their nags. 



The gallery yesterday came out in large numbers and were amply 

 rewarded by a good view of the last three jumps Lord Alwyn, when 

 close to the finish, afforded them great fun by doing the " roley poley " 

 business in capital style, but we were glad to see him able to ride home 

 afterwards, though his clothes were a piteous sight. 



The start took place at the Jodhpore Thannah, the paper being 

 laid by Mr. Carlisle on a beautiful jumping bay, and Mr. Simpson on 

 Gill. We noticed among the starters the Mem Sahib on Harlequin 

 Mr. Killem on his fiery one, Mr. Rivers on Magpie, Lord William on 

 Premier, the Major on Saunteress, Mr. Sille on a chestnut, Mr. Boyd on 

 Le Moke, Captain Muir on Landscape, Captain Rochefort on Fiddlehead 

 the Bummer on Prodigal, Mr. Harbord on a brown. Captain Haines on 

 Manchester, " The Tougall " on Blackwater, The Stranger on a grey. Lord 

 Alwyn on Patchwork, and a larger number than usual of the ruck 

 mostly vilely mounted. At the call of time we went away to the 

 right of the road, and then stra ght ahead to the open ground where 

 a beautiful line of jumps had been prepared. At the first hurdle 

 Mr. Boyd who was ambitiously placed among the leaders, said he had 

 mistaken his position and went to grass in a sitting position. The 

 running was then made by the Stranger, Manchester, Prodigal, Lord 

 Alywn and Magpie. After going about a mile the Stranger went dov^n 

 and improved his personal appearance by wallowing in the mud. The 

 course now wound to the right, the leaders being joined by Harlequin^ 

 Saunteress, Premier, and Landscape. Some very big walls had now to 

 be negotiated, and then a patch of jungle. As we emerged from the 

 trees Captain Muir rushed to the front and led on at a good pace in 

 the direction of the Red Road. Rounding the next corner the welcome 

 flags appear in view, and Prodigal races up to Landscape. He, how- 

 ever, was never able to catch the Captain, who won by two lengths, 

 Mr. Kill'us was third, Captain Haines fourth, the Mem Sahib and the 

 Major fifth and sixth. The course was splendid and the jumps big 

 enough to suit an Australian Steeplechaser. 



We were agreeably suprised on waking up yesterday morning to 

 find that the cold weather had returned, and more perfect weather for 

 paperchasing could not have been desired. The gallery was small, 

 which is to be regretted as a beautiful sight-seeing course had been 

 prepared, and the number of spills which occurred was a caution. 

 This chase might well be called a ''Roley Poley" entertainment, as 

 sportsmen were tumbling off at almost every jump. It is impossible 



