CHASING AND RACING 3 



myself as an equestrian of the haute ecoky in my early 

 days. 



My first venture, however, brought out that com- 

 petitive spirit which has been an ever recurrent and 

 abiding trait in my character. 



My Cousin ** Ted ** Jaquet,"^ son of my father *s 

 sister, Harriet — better and more affectionately known 

 as " Bunny " — had, with his sister Alicia, been brought 

 up in our London residence, 36, Russell Square, and 

 consequently we were on the terms of closest friend- 

 ship ; though I had encumbered the earth for three 

 years longer than he had. When lads are in their 

 " teens " three years count and account for much. I 

 am afraid I rather lorded it over Ted in those days, 

 and was inclined, at times, to play the bully ; but as 

 we grew older the value of the hiatus from my point of 

 view, gradually disappeared, until there came a day 

 when my young relative openly defied me. I could 

 not give away the weight (about two stone), and there- 

 fore my physical supremacy came to an untimely end. 



When my father died, at the normal span of seventy 

 years, he left me a fortune, and the implied duty of 

 " looking after '* Ted, who had then just attained his 

 majority and had lately been bought out of the 8th 

 Hussars, in which distinguished regiment my cousin's 



* Shortly after I had written the last of these pages, Nov. 

 1 92 1, death robbed me of this life-long friend, brother-in-law, 

 and first cousin, the energetic, genial, and thoroughly efficient 

 secretary of the Kennel Club. R,I.P. — H. C. 



