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1 62 CHASING AND RACING 



have encountered or seen. Few, if any, professionals 

 could equal him in this respect. 



By the way, I forgot to mention that, during the 

 time I was enjoying my sequence of successes on 

 Weasel, I was so bucked up by our mutual perform- 

 ances that I bethought me to look out for an under- 

 study who would carry me in hunters' flat races, 

 between whiles. But as previously stated, " Squire " 

 Abingdon gave me little chance of picking up such at a 

 reasonable figure. However, I did succeed in gather- 

 ing to myself a chestnut gelding called Glenquoich, and 

 exploited him at Windsor, where, as chronicled, 

 Weasel and I scored our first notch. Again success 

 was easily achieved, but this same Glenquoich was 

 rather a rough customer, so I let him go at auction. 



I now bethought me to do a little private training 

 on my own behalf. An opportunity presented itself to 

 me for acquiring the stables at Headbourne Worthy, 

 near Winchester, at that time the property of Fred 

 Hunt, senior — the roundest, rosiest little old sport in 

 Hampshire. Fred had the reputation of being some- 

 what irritable and cantankerous, but he only required 

 tactful handling and a due appreciation of his own 

 particular views as to the fitness of speech and action 

 concerning things in general and turf matters in 

 particular. As a matter of fact I got on excellently 

 with him, and enjoyed in his company some capital 

 partridge shooting over his extensive farm. It was 

 here that I had the interesting experience of throwing 



