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united, and power in his saddle beyond any 

 man of his weight that ever yet sat in one. 

 It is scarcely necessary to add, that he is son 

 of the late celebrated jockey of his name, 

 by the daughter of a training-groom, con- 

 sequently well bred for his profession, to 

 which he is a first-rate ornament. Such 

 a rider as James Robinson may slip him, 

 but no man can struggle with him at the 

 end; and his efforts in his saddle, during 

 the last few strides of his horse, are quite 

 without example. There are, however, 

 peculiarities in his riding: excellent judge 

 as he is of what his own horse and others 

 are doing in a race, and in a crowded 

 one too, he is averse to making running, 

 sometimes even to a fault. Let whatever 

 number of horses start, Chifney is almost 

 certain to be amongst the last until towards 

 the end of the race, when he creeps up to 

 his brother jockeys in a manner peculiarly 

 his own. But it is in the rush he makes 

 at the finish that he is so pre-eminent, ex- 

 hibiting, as we said before, powers unex- 

 ampled by any one. His riding his own 

 horse, Zinganee, for the Claret stakes 

 (Craven Meeting, 1829), was a fine speci- 



