454 DEATH OF LOUD GEORGE BENTINCK. 



you. You may buy anything that you consider 

 likely to do us all good." These were almost the 

 last words I ever heard issue from Lord George 

 Bentinck's lips, and the emotion with which I 

 now write them down will be fully appreciated and 

 understood by those (they are now few in number) 

 who remember the pride and affection with which 

 I endeavoured to do my duty towards a beloved 

 and honoured employer, whose equal, I am per- 

 suaded, has not been seen among patrons of the 

 Turf in my time. 



On Saturday afternoon the 16th of September 

 1848, Lord George returned, on the conclusion of 

 the Doncaster meeting, to Welbeck Abbey, where 

 the usual family party were assembled. Lord 

 George's mother had died on April 28, 1844, and 

 after her much-lamented decease there was little 

 company entertained at the Abbey. It might 

 have been imagined that at Welbeck Lord George 

 would have eaten more food than it was his custom 

 to partake of in London, where he had to attend 

 the House of Commons, and possibly to make a 

 speech, or at any rate to be prepared to make one. 

 Much as he needed rest, he continued to work as 

 hard in the country as in town, and it was his 

 fixed belief that he could never do himself justice 

 unless he had eaten next to nothing. It was the 

 opinion of many of his friends, as it certainly was 

 my own, that if he had taken as much nourishment 

 as most brain- workers are in the habit of doing, 



