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it wanted five minutes to starting-time, so we had a 

 chat. I said : 



" Well, Fred, I don't know if it is the excitement 

 from the ovation they gave you, or the wasting you 

 have done, but I never saw you look half so bad as 

 you do now." 



He turned round laughing, and said : 



"Well, if I look bad now, how shall I look next 

 Wednesday, when I ride ' St. Mirin' at 8 st. 6 lb. 

 in the Cambridgeshire ?" 



Nothing more was said, as the time was up. I 

 started them, and he won. Archer was also suc- 

 cessful in the next race, riding 8 st. 12 lb., but was 

 beaten into third place on ' Black Rose ' in the last 

 race, the Welter Handicap, by Tom Beasley on 

 ' Spahi ' and Mr. Cullen on ' Lord Chatham.' 1 

 need hardly tell you Mr. Beasley had a most 

 jovial reception on his return to the weighing- 

 room. 



On board the mail steamer on our way back, I 

 said to Archer : 



"You don't mean to say you are going to ride 

 8 St. 6 lb. next week ?" 



He answered me : 



" Cus, I am sure to ride ' St. Mirin ' 8 st. 6 lb., or 

 at most 8 st. 7 lb. I shall win the Cambridgeshire, 



