1 82 Saddle and Sirloin. 



Our evening was chiefly spent over the Booth Chart 

 1790, or " Warlaby, Killerby, and Studley Bradshaw." 

 We had all the more pleasure in helping to prop it on 

 the table, and exciting Mr. Bruere into a lecture 

 thereon, as, according to him, we had the honour of 

 being its sponsor. During a visit to Braithwaite in the 

 Christmas of 'Sixty, we found Mr. Bruere armed with 

 numberless rolls of pedigree papers, which he unfolded 

 upon us to a sea-serpent length. The prospect was 

 appalling, and our spirits sank when we heard that 

 Bates and the Duchesses, on the same principle, would 

 be the programme of the following evening. " Why 

 not pull yourself together," we said, " and combine all 

 this into one chart, on the fashion of the Temperance 

 Allegory, or the Morrison's Pills tree ?" So he set to 

 work that very winter. Here was " the self-support- 

 ing herd," drawn out, after many a weary night's 

 labour, with pencil and brush, into one vast sheet, 

 bristling with names and dates, and resplendent with 

 the banners of its ten great tribes. The ten flags were 

 each painted into their place, and also grouped at the 

 top, five and five, with the Booth crest three boars' 

 heads, and three drops of blood on them. Under the 

 dedication is the record of the Anna tribe, going back 

 through eight generations. Mr. Richard Booth always 

 loved to tell how Anna walked to a Manchester show, 

 and bore a calf afterwards, and how she was such a 

 high grazier, that he had nicked fat with his penknife 

 out of lumps on her side, and preserved it as a curio- 

 sity. As between her and Isabella, he always said, 



mere outline of his once great self; and two of the thirteen cast twins ; 

 but three bulls and seven heifers were the produce of the rest. Prince 

 George was rather yellow-red in his colour, and infused a good deal 

 of red with white legs into the stock, as well as his round Booth rib 

 and soft, well-covered huggins. Baron Booth, from Vesper, was his 

 son, and was used for a time, before his sale for 200 guineas, to Mr. 

 Barclay, and "won a silver mug, between hours," at Bedale, as the 

 best beast in the yard. His calves were first and second at the High- 

 land Society's Show in 1869. 



