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the race for the Hunt Cup he was brought out 

 for a short canter, with quaint Jem Adams in the 

 saddle. After going about a hundred yards Jem 

 pulled up, exclaiming, ' You are a nice horse to put 

 I on ! You'll fall down and break my neck.' Under 

 the circumstances it was not surprising that Sir 

 Joseph Hawley found it impossible to hedge a 

 single penny of his bets. Well, Satyr (4 yrs., 8 st. 

 1 lb.) was started ; to say as the forlornest of for- 

 lorn hopes would be to grossly overstate the opinion 

 of the stable and everybody else in the know. 

 Yes, he was started, and he won the Royal Hunt 

 Cup in a canter. The judge's verdict was a length 

 in front of Eastley (3 yrs., 5 st. 12 lb.), one of 

 the hottest of hot favourites. The betting was re- 

 markable, measured by the result. It was 5 to 4 

 against Eastley ; 7 to 1 against Master Willie (4 

 yrs., 7 st. 7 lb.), a neck behind Eastley, third ; and 

 10 to 1 against Satyr. Sir Joseph Hawley was thus 

 compelled, in spite of himself, to come off a hand- 

 some winner. Horses of all sorts, shapes, and 

 colours win races, the crippled as well as the sound 

 being returned victors, but it may be doubted 

 whether the annals of the Turf furnish a more 

 astonishing instance of ' the glorious uncertainty of 

 racing' than is supplied by the Royal Hunt Cup, 

 1868. Satyr, although a cripple to the end of his 

 career, won other races. 



