160 SAM DARLING'S BEMINISCENCES 



Another story. Kemmy Walker, in the 'seventies, 



raced a great deal, and owned a good hurdler 



called Industrious. This is by the 



Mine wins ! . 



way of introducing the story. He was 

 a great man at pony racing, and on one occasion 

 ran a pony very much like his chief opponent's, 

 whose colours were also nearly the same. Kemmy 

 was on good terms with the judge, who always 

 wore a large-brimmed top hat, and he posted 

 himself on the judge's box when the ponies were 

 near the winning-post. Kemmy's pony was some 

 distance behind, but the pony with colours like 

 his own in front, so Kemmy shouted with much 

 excitement, " Mine wins ! Mine wins ! " eventually 

 hitting the judge on top of his hat, which came 

 down over his eyes. He then said, " I told you 

 mine won ! " 



Fishing tales there are in plenty, and most of 

 them very stale, but I have a fancy for the follow- 

 ing, which I heard not very long ago. It was about 

 a society gentleman who got the fishing craze very 

 badly, and who left for Scotland ready for some 

 good sport, with all the latest fishing tackle that he 

 could obtain. One day his luck was not of the 

 The Bernard best, and feeling very disappointed he 

 Shaw fish gg^^ down for a quiet smoke. Presently 

 a small boy came along with a stick for rod, and 



