SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



daughter of Adventurer, just beating Archer on the 

 Truth gelding, who carried 3 lb. overweight, and 

 started at 5 to 1. I always hold that it was Archer 

 rather than the horse that was beaten. Even in 

 those early days Archer would waste, and he went 

 to scale as weak as a rat. Had he been allowed a 

 few pounds extra he must have won in a canter. 

 So, after all, poetic justice was meted out, the 

 cleverness of Mr. Swindell in getting his horse in at 

 5 st. 12 lb. being the cause of the failure of the 

 coup. To show how Archer had wasted, I may add 

 that on the following Thursday he had considerable 

 difficulty in riding at 6 st. 4 lb. Instantly the 

 numbers were hoisted the Admiral came to the 

 Ring-side and called out in a loud tone, " Hodgman ! 

 Hodgman ! " 



Then the Ringmen took up the cry, till I said, 

 " All right. I see the Admiral." 



I went to him, and he grasped me tightly by the 

 hand. 



"I'm delighted," he said, "delighted. To think, 

 after all, he's been done, and my dear old friend 

 Payne has won." 



"I am glad, too," I said, "especially as at the 

 last moment I took 500 to 20 about the winner 

 from Steel." 



Two years later — that is, 187G — Mr. Swindell 



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