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as a sheep-pen, no fewer than six horses being in at one time. They 

 eventually got out, however, but not without levelling the off wall pretty 

 well. The leaders were now well ahead along the open. Turning 

 round to the right we came on two stiffish walls, at one of which Hurri- 

 cane took off too soon, landing smack into the wall and rolling over on 

 the far side with his rider, who, however, with the help of a dozen 

 friendly but noisy Bengalees, caught his horse and followed on. Turn- 

 ing through the old gateway of the Sandy Lane the pace increased, 

 Pilgrim leading, with Zil, Prospero and Mr. Walker in close attendance. 

 Indian file was assumed again along the tank before coming into the 

 open, where a hurdle and mud wall brought us to the railway bund, and 

 on turning to the right, the welcome red flags were sighted. Mr. 

 Walker made a most determined effort to catch Pilgrim, but it was no 

 use, and the little mare cantered in an easy first, Zil third, Crinolette 

 fourth, a length in front of Prospero. The rest came in at intervals 

 amidst cheering words from the gallery, who held a commanding view 

 of the first hurdle. 



The chase of the season, on Saturday, was well attended. Amongst 

 the starters we noticed Mrs. Sanders on Footlights, Captain Harbord 

 on Zulu, Mr. Rawlinson on Crinolette, Mr. Alston on Pilgrim, 

 Mr. Newall on Trump Card, Lord Clandeboye on the Demon, Mr. 

 Westmacott on Saunterer, Calcutta's Own on Copper, the Old Man on 

 a youngster, Mr. Anderson on Commissioner, Mr. Pain on Paddy, Mr. 

 Hen on Silver Fox, Ballygunge Jim on Beeswing, Mr. W. W. Petrie on 

 Snark, Mr. xMylne on a grey, Mr. Cochin China on Telescope, Mr. 

 Walker on Othello, Mr. Emerson on a chestnut, Mr. John Anderson, 

 Mr. Drysdale, and a host of others. Mr. Pedestrian on Squire and " The 

 Tougall " on Red Rover started with the paper at the hour appointed on 

 the road by the Juggernauth Car, and turning up a green lane were lost 

 to sight, but the field had not long to wait before the magic word was 

 given, and away we rattled down the road and up the green lane to the 

 right, where we came in sight of the first hurdle, a long low one, which 

 stopped nobody. Turning down a lane to the left a short mud wall 

 judiciously placed in a corner between two impassable . banks was 

 likewise negotiated without a mistake. Pilgrim, Copper, Othello, Zil, 

 and Zulu were gradually making headway from the rest of the field, and 

 on reappearing in the open at the Red Road, were lengths in front. 

 After disposing of a hurdle, mud wall and a second hurdle in the 

 open we crossed the road and found two stiffish walls, at the first of 

 which Mr. Westmacott's horse took off too soon, and came down with 

 his rider, who landed heavily on his right shoulder, and broke his collar- 

 bone. He is, however, we are glad to hear, doing well, and will soon be 

 out again. The course now wound to the left over the railway bund, 



