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SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



of the trial, when Mr. Herring, who could administer 

 a cold water bath better than most, said, "Oh, I 

 don't think much of that, George. That's no 

 catch." 



" Well, I didn't ask you to come down and hold 

 an argument with me. I suppose I know my own 

 business. At least, I think I do. I don't know 

 what you want, George. The trial's good enough 

 for me." 



" Who rode Libellous ? " asked Mr. Tom Hughes. 



" Your brother, Tom." 



" Oh, that's all right. I now say it will win." 



*' So do I," I answered. " And, George, I want 

 you to put me a thousand pounds on. That's what 

 I think of it." 



Starting favourite, with Morris up, he won by four 

 lengths, but in the Cambridgeshire he broke down, 

 and I sold him at Tattersall's for 28 gs. He went 

 to Ireland, where he begat many good winners — of 

 the number Valour, hero of the Manchester Cup in 

 1881. 



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