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Lord Coventry. She had killed a rat in her manger 

 by biting it, and half ate some of it, a most extra- 

 ordinary thing for a horse to do. No cat could 

 have got in the box after horses were shut up. 



Galtee More got through his work in the morn- 

 ing all right. He went the course steadily on the 

 The Derby Tuesday, and a canter of five furlongs on 



morning ^j^^ morning of the race. When leaving 

 for the race-course, Mr. John Corlett, of the 

 Sporting Times, who joined us at lunch, accom- 

 panied us, and he wrote in his columns of this 

 memorable journey of the Derby favourite. 



When we arrived at the Durdans' corner, we 

 could not get in by the door that should have 



_ opened into the paddock. There was 



How we ^ ^ 



reached the a horse Called Glenmorgan in front, a 

 travelling companion of Galtee More, 

 and we became as near as possible entangled in 

 the vehicular traffic ; and Mr. Corlett with his 

 umbrella, and myself close behind, tried to persuade 

 the man to loose the chain and let us into the 

 course, but the man said he hadn't any orders to 

 do so. I put my shoulder under this fellow and 

 gave him a shove, and politely sent him into the 

 course (to the delight of the crowd), and so we got 

 through. Then they would not let us into the 

 paddock, and we had to walk between a line of cab 

 horses, standing tail to tail at the side of the pad- 



