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the field made ineffectual attempts to get near the leaders, who were 

 now racing. As they came in ^•iew of the gallery Gretchen was leading. 

 Mr. Alston, however, now gave Pilgrim her head, and the mare striding 

 over the last two jumps came in first pretty easily, Mr. Hamilton second, 

 Gretchen third, Ariel fourth ; then after a long gap came Messrs. Agra 

 and Lawrence, the Mem Sahib, Lord William, etc., etc. 



Jodhpore Thannah, the advertised meet for Thursday, was one of 

 the most distant meets we have had during the season, — a palpable 

 disadvantage to many of the riders and spectators some of whom 

 looked very much as if they had been assisting at the dance given 

 the night before the chase, by one of our best-known sportsmen. 

 The course was a long one, too long, we think, for the season, and 

 the present holding nature of the ground. A long course will not 

 stop the pace at the commencement of a run, unless its length is adver- 

 tised beforehand. People crowd along gaily at the beginning, and find 

 they are only half way through when they expect to see the red flags ; 

 then comes the episode of a tired horse and a binding hurdle, or an 

 obstinate mud wall, with the inevitable consequence, a fall. Messrs. 

 Latham, Hamilton and Walker laid the paper, and the attendance, both 

 of spectators and riders, was very good indeed. Most of the Calcutta 

 riding brigade were there — Mrs. Chapman, Mrs. Cook, Mrs. Sanders, 

 and Mrs. Turner, Captain Muir on Skipper, Lord William on a grey, 

 Mr. Alston on Pilgrim, Mr. Beresford on a brown, Mr. Cartwright on 

 George Dashwood, Mr. Dickson on Napraxia, Mr. Lawrence on Master 

 McGrath, Mr. Learoyd, Major Cook, Mr. Croft, Mr. Peterson on Gloom, 

 Mr. Mayne on Sherry Cobbler, Mr. Donald on Warigal, Mr. Nosredna on 

 Commissioner, Mr. Simpson, Mr. Myers, and a good many others. At 

 the word " go " a general stampede took us off the road, across a pea- 

 field, over a couple of hurdles, on and of^ a bank, past the railway, to the 

 biggest wall during the run. This obstacle stopped two warriors, their 

 downfall frightening Napraxia through the wing, and giving a couple of 

 others a pretext for a refusal. A sweep to the right over an occasional 

 jump or two took us into several patches of jungle ; a ditch here proved 

 fatal to the Alipur Mem Sahib, and a little further on Mr. Agra 

 might have been seen endeavouring to qualify his Sherry Cobbler with a 

 little tank water. Mr. Dunne, Mrs. Cook, Mr. Alston, and a half dozen 

 others composed the leading brigade, the pace being slow throughout 

 and the field well together. 



Some marshy ground, a hurdle in a lane, a succession of mud walls, 

 and the well known guava tope, brought us round in full view of the 

 gallery and the finish. We regret to say that Mr. Hamilton at the last 

 wall put his shoulder out. We hope, however, that he will soon be out 

 again to push along as pluckily as is his wont. This left Mrs. Cook and 



