44 CHASING AND RACING 



see how you like it ! The little beast has taken all 

 the steel out of herself, but grant her half an hour's 

 rest and she will give you the time of your life.' 1 



Well, my young paragon took me at my word. 

 No sooner were his bony legs over Sarah than she 

 was off ! This time straight for Woodcote End, 

 and soon pony and rider were lost to sight, and as 

 regards the beastly little pony by no means to 

 memory dear ! In half an hour Bentley returned 

 leading the now thoroughly subdued tit. Nor was 

 he himself in a particularly lively mood. 



" Great Scott ! " he murmured, turning to the 

 sheepish-looking Jesse. * Where on earth did you 

 get hold of this little devil ? Why she has no mouth 

 at all. Don't you ride her at Hurlingham, Cockie. 

 If she does not kill you, she will charge the crowd 

 and fill the local hospital ! " 



" Jesse," said I sternly, " take her to the place 

 from whence she came and never let me see her, or 

 the likes of her again." And so it was ! 



Lord Westbury's brother, Guy Bethel, was a 

 useful little rider, and could go to scale at a nice 

 weight. 



Latham Lutwych had great success on his fourteen- 

 hand pony, The Boy (a curiously named mare). 

 He always handled her to perfection. She was as 

 unbeatable in her class as Catona was among gallo- 

 ways. H. T. Barclay, the owner of the bold 

 Bendigo, the predecessor of my filly Dornroschen 



