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on a horse called Rumpus, for Mr. Tom Golby at 

 Croydon, in the Nil Desperandum Stakes, which was 

 very cheering to me, as I had said I would never 

 despair. When I was living at Bourton Hill I 

 was riding a mare called Clytemnestra (belonging 

 to the man who owned Blair Athol) in a trial, 

 and after running about two furlongs a hare rose 

 out of her form, and simultaneously with her 

 rising, the mare caught her with her foot and 

 broke her leg (the mare's) so badly that the 

 hoof swung right round, only hanging by a 

 bit of skin. Perhaps very few people have ever 

 heard of such an occurrence. The mare very 

 quickly pulled up on three legs, and she had 

 afterwards to be destroyed. I came o3 scot 

 free. 



When at Bourton Hill with Weever I went to 

 ride at Prestbury, Cheltenham, and stayed with 

 William Archer, Fred and Charlie Archer's father, 

 and he said to me : 



" I think IVe got a boy " — introducing Fred 

 Archer — " who would make a good jockey. Where 

 would you send him ? " 



I advised him to see Mathew Dawson, who was 

 then training at Newmarket. This was highly satis- 

 factory, as history proves. About this 

 time Fred Archer was the owner of a 

 very small pony called The Chow, a miniature 



