SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



in Emigrant." Both Green and I had a rattUng 

 race, our gains far exceeding the cost of the horse. 



I kept Emigrant at Epsom part of the summer, 

 until the ground became very hard. Then I sent 

 him to Codford, in Wiltshire, one of my other 

 places. Late in the autumn he returned to Epsom, 

 and commenced a preparation, extending the winter 

 through, for the Grand National. As I have said, I 

 do not think ever a better fencer than Emigrant 

 has been to Liverpool, and so confident was I of his 

 ability in this direction that he was not schooled 

 in the orthodox way, a little hurdling sufficing. 

 When the weights appeared (Emigrant had 

 9 st. 10 lb.) I thought he was a paper certainty, 

 and backed him substantially, as did Green. Un- 

 fortunately, Charlie Boyce — his intended jockey — 

 about a week before the race went out hunting, and 

 severely hurt his right arm. On hearing of the 

 mishap I hurried from Northampton, and when 

 I neared home Boyce tried to wave an umbrella 

 at me, to show me he was practically all right. 

 It was nonsense, however, as I told him. I 

 was so annoyed that I could scarcely speak to 

 him, for I had asked him to keep quiet, in 

 view of landing: a h'lcr stake, in which he was 

 to share. I might certainly have looked elsewhere 

 for a jockey, but there was none I thought the 



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