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to weak loins, a fault not observable in the stock of 

 British Yeoman or Idas, which are realizing high 

 prices. Mundig's stock are nearly all chestnuts, many 

 of them shot with white hairs, and have fine size and 

 power, being in fact seldom below sixteen hands. 

 Although their sire's temper was bad enough at times, 

 they do not seem to share it, and some of the highest 

 class ones have belonged to Lord Henry Bentinck. 

 They take to fences as naturally as ducklings to a 

 pond, and Cranebrook did very little towards supply- 

 ing their sire's stall in Northamptonshire, where Vor- 

 tex was in great force. The fashion of a landlord 

 giving prizes to their farmers for the best hunting 

 young stock might be said to have originated in this 

 county ; and about sixty years ago, a Duke of Grafton 

 not only gave them, but added a " fiver" for the 

 farmer's son, under a certain age, who could ride best. 

 The Duke, whose picture as he appeared in his " cock 

 and pinch hat" on the Steyne at Brighton, at the be- 

 ginning of the century, is well-known to old collectors, 

 used to station himself about four fields ahead of that 

 where the lads were drawn up in line, and mark their 

 seat and hand as they raced to him ; but few of that 

 high-mettled corps are now left to tell the tale. As 

 on the turf, the blood of Derby winners is perpetually 

 to be seen in the first flight. The late Sir Richard 

 Button was especially fond of his Whitenose, by 

 Emilius, who has been shot and stuffed since the 1855 

 Quorn sale ; and when it was not Valentine's day, Mr. 

 Savile Foljambe liked best to find himself on Play- 

 fellow, by Pan, out of a Waxy mare. Waxy carried 

 I2st. capitally himself, and beat his old rival Gohanna 

 at even weights for four miles under it. The form of 

 these perpetual rivals was quite as near over the 

 longer distances of that day, as Celia's and Oakley's 

 were of late, and it was computed, that if both were 

 in form, Waxy would beat him at 3lbs., but could not 

 give him /jibs. We can scarcely remember to have 



