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." 



Well, my young paragon took me at my word. 

 No sooner were his bony legs over Sarah than she 

 was off I 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 1 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 



