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they saw the despised one collar the great leathering 

 Rhyshworth at the last hurdle, and jumping like a 

 deer, apparently as fresh as when he started, come 

 right away to win as he pleased, they might well 

 rub their eyes with astonishment and curse their 

 stupidity for not assessing at its true value the 

 Croydon victory in the previous December. 



It was an anxious moment for Mr. Richardson 

 when he landed on the race-course for the final tussle, 

 with Rhyshworth going like great guns ahead of him, 

 for previous to the rupture between Mr. Chaplin and 

 Captain Machell, the horse in question had been sent 

 to him at Limber MaQfna for a vear, to be schooled. 

 Consequently, to have been defeated by his old pupil, 

 who was indebted to him entirely for his jumping 

 education, would have been annoying, to say the 

 least, and it was not until he saw Rhyshworth lay back 

 his ears, when collared by Disturbance at the last 

 hurdle, that he breathed again. Boxall's riding of 

 Rhyshworth was severely criticised at the time, it 

 being said he made too much use of him, etc., etc. 

 Mr. Richardson, on the other hand, who should know 

 better than anyone, gives it as his opinion that he 

 rede admirably, his rough and ready style being 

 exactly suitable to a shifty brute like Rhyshworth, 

 who, as it was, did his best to refuse at one or 



