Cl)e dfarmer's; Cup. 



bent on the "pot," and not wishing further to expose 

 their nags, they "waited on" the old man, who led 

 them once more past the stand, and to within two 

 fences from home, at a merely good hunting pace. 

 It was a ridiculously slowly-run race, but, neverthe- 

 less, the finish was exciting enough as it transpired. 



How well and gamely the old mare was jumping! 

 but hulloa ! What's up ? round she whips at that 

 last fence but one — her bad example being naturally 

 followed, though in a less amenable degree, by the 

 two shifty thorough-breds ; but "old Jenks'' is all 

 there now, and has her round and over it in a jiffy, 

 before even his opponents can get a pull at their 

 raking and unruly steeds, and didn't the old fellow 

 then put on the steam, and, having safely negotiated 

 the last obstacle, set to to ride up the strai<^^ht like a 

 veritable Archer. Yet, although he was "finishing" 

 all the way, he had not much in hand at last, for 

 he only just got home half-a-head in front of the 

 speedy son of " Starlight," who alone of the other 

 competitors could be induced to bungle over the last 

 two obstacles at all, and, when too late. 



I fancy I can hear the ringing cheers which 

 greeted the victor now. 



Mrs. Jenkins had a silk dress out of the stakes, in 



