SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



Greek beaten came to win the race, to find, when 

 he had clapped on full steam, that the Captain had 

 a bit up his sleeve. Fordham, in a way, lost his 

 head, and freely plied whip and spur. 



" Well, Mr. Butcher," I said to him as I looked 

 at the bloodstained sides of the mare, " you've done 

 a nice thing." 



" I couldn't help it," he answered. " The Captain 

 got me racing, and I had to come along." 



" Humph ! " I returned, walking away. 



Well, Fordham, with me, was " Mr. Butcher " for 

 some time. Then he came and begged me to " drop 

 it," saying that though he allowed he did knock 

 the mare about he thought he had had enough 

 reminders. In this he was perfectly right, and, as 

 the French say, the incident closed. 



With this same Heiress I was not destined to 

 have any luck. She nicely recovered, and I put 

 her in the Cesarewitch and Cambridgeshire. She 

 received 6 st. in each, and I rather fancied mv 

 chance, especially for the Cesarewitch, a race for 

 which I had an especial fondness. My first invest- 

 ment about her was a thousand pounds, which Mr. 

 George Herring put on for me, returning me 42,000 

 to 1000. I afterwards took 30,000 to 1000, and, 

 with the mare satisfying me, began to "dream 

 dreams" of netting a huge stake. Unluckily for 



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