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voted not good enough for the kennel, which certainly, they 

 added, was a more fitting place for her than the racecourse. 

 The fact is, she looked rough in her coat, and was, like many 

 others, a light-fleshed animal, just the reverse in appearance 

 to Historian and others. Yet she was well, and proved her 

 fitness by winning her race, beating a good field of horses in 

 a Selling Plate, enabling her owners and the stable to win a 

 nice stake at long odds, for I believe no one else backed her 

 for a shilling. There were, \{ possible, more absurd remarks 

 made upon her condition after than before the race. One 

 was for giving her a little rest ; another would add to that, 

 sumptuous feeding ; whilst the fortunate Baronet, the lucky 

 purchaser, knew she was in want of a host of things to make 

 her fit, and which she should have. The opinion of the rabble 

 was expected ; but hardly this confident declaration on the 

 part of a gentleman of his experience. 



The late Sir Richard Sutton placed her in the hands of an 

 eminent trainer to carry out his positive instructions intended 

 to improve her neglected condition. This was done, but to 

 no effect ; in fact, he failed to make her capable of winning 

 anything. The lamented Baronet then tried his own hand at 

 metamorphosing her ; and I can readily believe that she was 

 indulged in every sort of luxurious feeding, with retit without 

 limit ; but to no good end. Finding himself a victim to his 

 own credulity, he sold her, as utterly useless, never having 

 won a race with her. 



Now here are animals which, to look at, seemed as diverse 

 as it is possible to find in nature — both two-year-olds, one 

 looking really big, perhaps too big, whilst the other was de- 

 cidedly light, and indeed far too light in the eyes of the public. 

 The public, indeed (who, having no horses of their own, are 

 always professing such superior knowledge of the condition 



