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these ramblings. Tommy was built on the same 

 lines as myself, that is to say, decidedly " stocky/* with 

 short legs, but lots of power in back, loins, shoulders, 

 and arms. He had the best of hands, a thorough 

 knowledge of pace, and fine judgment all round. In 

 fact, I rank him as one of the most efficient amateurs 

 I ever came across. 



Another that was constantly taking my number 

 down was W. H. (" Bill '') Moore, a brother of the 

 delightful " Garry '' of that ilk, who was himself a 

 perfect performer over the sticks and between flags. 

 Bill was the antithesis of Tommy Lushington — a long, 

 limber chap and immensely strong. One wondered 

 how on earth he managed to go to scales at the weights 

 he carried. He looked as if he walked twelve stone ! 

 And yet he could ride (all in) eleven stone or there- 

 abouts. He was the most powerful finisher of our 

 bunch ; but a cruel one. 



Of George Baird I have already said sufficient to 

 show what an accomplished horseman he was at his 

 best ; but admittedly his living was not what one 

 might term ascetic or even prudent. Towards the 

 end of his riding days his nerves were anything but 

 strung to concert pitch. 



Two soldiers, who had been schoolfellows of 

 mine at Harrow, were notable performers. I allude 

 to Major *' Bobbie " Fisher and Capt. (afterwards 

 Colonel) Childe. The latter was known at the School- 

 on-the-Hill as Childe-Pemberton, but latterly he 



