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a very good start under the circumstances, and 

 before we had gone two hundred yards I was in the 

 first three, and there I remained till going round the 

 top turn. Here I called out to Sammy Morden to 

 "keep straight," but he thought I wanted him to 

 pull out, and said something, but on looking round 

 he saw ' Broomielaw ' with his mouth wide open. 

 Master Sam did not ask any more questions, but 

 made room for me, and away ' Broomielaw ' went, 

 and won in a canter by two lengths ; but he stopped 

 within twenty yards of the winning post and kicked. 

 This was ' Broomielaw's ' last race. They couldn't 

 get him to Brighton the next week, where he was 

 in the Champagne Stakes, a race he couldn't have 

 lost ; but he kicked both the back of the horse-van 

 and the horse-box out, injuring himself so badly 

 that he never ran again. This savage but smart 

 horse was afterwards bought by Sir John Astley, 

 who, I believe, could do more with him than any- 

 one else. He was not a success at the stud, as he 

 transmitted his bad temper to most of his progeny 

 — ' Trent,' to wit. 



Curiously enough, I won the same race, the 

 Chesterfield Cup, the next year on 'Ostrogoth,' who 

 was second to ' Broomielaw,' with the very same 

 weight — 9 St. ' Ostrogoth ' belonged to Sir John 



