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Mr. Chaplin thought ' Lord Lyon ' a real good 

 horse, but I always told him that he could not stay. 

 The Squire deemed me prejudiced, as I had not 

 ridden him after 1 was beaten on ' Achievement ' in 

 the Oaks, a race I have already explained. Natur- 

 ally anxious to see ' Lord Lyon ' beaten, I told both 

 Heartfield and Snowden that I was going to make 

 strong running, and begged of them to be sure and 

 go on as soon as my horse was done with, as ' Lord 

 Lyon ' would be sure to beat them for speed. The 

 ground was fearfully heavy, and as soon as the flag 

 fell I sent ' Rama ' along at a good pace. When we 

 got to the mile-post my mount began to sigh, and 

 changed his legs. I thought I had overdone it a 

 bit, so steadied him for a few strides to let him catch 

 his wind. 1 then said to him : " Come on, old man ;" 

 and catching hold of his head, sent him along as 

 hard as I could to the bottom turn. Going the 

 nearest way round there, I touched one or two of 

 the posts with my boot-tops. When we got into the 

 straight, I looked round, and saw Chaloner on ' Lord 

 Lyon ' pulling double, and the other two beaten. 

 However, I ke\n my horse at it, knowing he was a 

 real game one. When we got to the bend (this was 

 before they straightened the Lincoln course), close 

 to the distance, up came ' Lord Lyon ' to within a 



