SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



" But what about the forty fifties ? " 



** Nay, lad, I know nothing of that bet. T- ou 

 must get out of that thyself I've not much 

 money on." 



As a matter of fact he had backed the horse to 

 win £100,000. Next morning, by the Subscription 

 Rooms, I met Admiral Rous. 



"Admiral," I said, "that old fox came to my 

 rooms last night. I've scarcely had the cha.nce of 

 speaking to him since that night he told me you 

 could have the Truth gelding for a couple of 

 hundred." 



"Yes, I know. Mr. Swindell has played a very 

 high game with me." 



" He's laid me nineteen ponies," I remarked. 



"Why, just this instant," said the Admiral, "he 

 laid me twenty ponies." (The Admiral, I may add, 

 after the weights were declared, would bet with 

 anybody.) " He tells me," the Admiral went on, 

 " that he's very moderate, but that he may pull 

 through. I took the bet, but I do hope he will be 

 beaten. Matt Dawson, however, says the race is as 

 good as over." 



Nothing further passed between the Admiral and 

 myself till the number of Lord Allesbury's Aven- 

 turiere went up first in the frame, with that of 

 Truth gelding in second place, Glover, on the 



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