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his watchword. A most discerning man ; his glasses 

 are never out of focus. He knows how to hve, and 

 will never be a " piker," nor ever " walk home." 



Meyrick Goode, gentleman jockey and knowledge- 

 able racing authority, is one of the mainstays of the 

 Sporting Life. He is a nephew of Alfred Day, and 

 grandson of the great John Day. Goode could ride a 

 gallop when he was a child and yet when he first came 

 racing with a newspaper job they — the fogeys — asked : 

 " Who the devil is this young feller ? What on earth can 

 he know about a horse ? " The same critics' idea of 

 horsemanship was derived absolutely from the Lowther 

 Arcadian structure with spots they had just bought 

 for an abnormally developed heir. Meyrick Goode has 

 been endowed with a sunny disposition which has 

 helped many a less observant man over the stile. He 

 has his good days and his bad weather, but can smile 

 at Sutton with his neighbour, the aforementioned 

 Lyndall. 



Who doesn't know the cheery " Arthur " — Abra- 

 hams — whose manners are perfect, whether he is 

 simply announcing the runners, obliging by doing a 

 sovereign commission, or agreeing with a tip we 

 wish to impart ? Nature's gentlemen are born, not 

 created by the rubbing together of stony-hearted 

 adversity. His son who goes to the post and notes 

 the faults of the starter (oh, papa !) is a worthy 

 son. 



I could say so much in appreciation of Pearce of the 

 Press Association — always alive for news — and Lane, 

 the father of that renowned actress, Miss Grace Lane. 

 Mr Lane does similar work for the Press Association 

 to that which Mr Green does for the Sportsman. 

 Then there is Jim Flood MacCarthy, with his Irish 

 witticisms, long moustache and cigar, always ready 



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