SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



" Not a penny piece. I'm on Lollypop." 



''But you must be on Midlothian. Book 16 to 1 

 to a pony with me." 



Well, with Lemaire up, Midlothian won by four 

 lengths from Lollypop, but It took Custance all his 

 time to prevent the big horse getting nearer than 

 second, he riding In Life -guardsman fashion. At night 

 the Duke called at our place (Mr. Lambert, Mr. Tom 

 H i ^hes, and myself " joined forces " for Goodwood 

 at Pilleygreen Lodge), and his first words were, 

 " Well, Hodgman, I told you Midlothian would 

 beat Lollypop." 



'Yes, you did," I returned. "But if Custance 

 hac not been tied down with orders he could have 

 w< a anyhow." The proceedings of the evening 

 wer'^ of the liveliest character, the Duke staying 

 tOl past ten o'clock. 



¥7hen in 1879 I saw by the advertisements that 

 the Duke purposed selling Sutler, I resolved that if 

 poo. ible I would become possessed of the son of 

 Baibillonne, of whom I had a very high opinion. 

 "I will," I said, "give you 1500 for him, if you 

 dou t want the money immediately." 



'■' file must go through the ring, Hodgman," he 

 an /ered, "and if he is knocked down to you, you 

 ca- 3ay when you like. But I must say," he added, 

 "t}i;,t I think 1500 is too much for him." 



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