PEDIGREE OF PRINCE PALATINE 



was eventually managed, and Marsh as well as 

 many others thought that this excitement had done 

 the colt as much good as, if not more than, one 

 or two strong gallops. At any rate I saw Per- 

 simmon canter at Epsom the morning of the race, 

 and was much struck by the improvement in his 

 appearance since the previous Saturday. Marsh 

 agreed when I remarked this to him. I was not 

 present at the Derby "—it was the anniversary of the 

 death of Mr. Leopold de Rothschild's father, and not 

 even the temptation of seeing St. Frusquin win, as 

 the colt was so confidently expected to do, could 

 draw him to Epsom — "and you know all the details 

 of the great event far better than I do." 



That there was really nothing to choose between 

 St. Frusquin and Persimmon was demonstrated in 

 the Princess of Wales's Stakes at Newmarket, where 

 the Derby running was reversed, Mr. Leopold de 

 Rothschild's colt with 3 lb. advantage in the weights 

 beating Persimmon half a length, and that was the 

 last appearance of St. Frusquin. Persimmon, with 

 long odds on him, beat half a dozen animals of 

 moderate capacity in the St. Leger, and ended 

 his three-year-old career by comfortably carrying 

 off the Jockey Club Stakes from Lord Rosebery's 

 Derby and Leger winner Sir Visto. 



As a four-year-old the sire of Prince Palatine 

 was only out twice. It was the Prince's ambition 



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