4 SAM DAELING'S REMINISCENCES 



called Church, and the coach, he reached Shrews- 

 bury, riding the winners of four races there the 

 next day. What would jockeys of these days 

 think of that ? 



The pedigree of Isaac on page 5 will interest 

 breeders of the present day, it is so full of 

 Herod and Matchem blood ; and in five removes, 

 even so far back as those days, contained no line 

 without a Bruce Lowe figure — 



Mr. Watt's colours (the owner of Rockingham) 



were harlequin, and when I owned horses I 



The harie- decided to have black body and har- 



qum colours leq^in sleeves, for old association's sake. 



My grandfather had a habit of closing one 

 of his eyes, and one day when on a race-course 

 (Doncaster, I believe), a friend met him and said : 



" I beg your pardon, Mr. Darling, but you owe 

 me £50." 



" What ? " he said, and opened his eye. 



" Oh, I'm so sorry ; it was a one-eyed man I bet 

 with." Sam called him back and paid ! 



My father rode, but did not train, and died when 

 I was quite young. I then went to live with my 

 Schooling of grandfather, and to school at Alcester, 



all sorts Warwickshire. My first experience at 

 school was a subtraction sum which the head 

 master set me, viz. I had to subtract my height 

 from that of GoHath of Gath, the Philistine, whom 



