THE NOBLE ART OF BACKING WINNERS 20I 



with varying success. Of course, I was 

 only in quite a middle-class position of 

 life, so winning or losing two or three 

 thousand a year was playing it fairly for 

 me, though very small potatoes to those 

 who bet on the higher scale. 



The man who bets in monkeys (;/^5oo) 

 on a race looks with a mild pity on the 

 man who bets in ponies (^25), who also, 

 in his turn, has profound contempt for a 

 man who dabbles in ones and twos. I 

 got a run of luck sometimes — got some 

 long-priced ones home now and then. 

 I had a good autumn when Ossian won 

 the Leger, capturing ^700 over him, 

 followed by;^ii5o over Bendigo for the 

 Cambs., and ;^i300 Boswell the Liverpool 

 Autumn Cup. I backed this gee at the 

 Lincoln meeting at tens; then he was 

 knocked out, and I had forty to one to 

 a few sovereigns, and went and backed 



