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have always maintained — that horses may give 

 weight away, but they cannot give distance. As 

 another proof of this, I may mention ' Friday's ' 

 victory in the Goodwood Cup of 1882. 



Whilst writing about Stockbridge, I am reminded 

 of another very funny race in which I was concerned, 

 that took place there in 1872. I intended going 

 to London to meet my wife and some friends on the 

 Friday morning, but I happened to meet Mr. M. 

 Dawson, who told me he should run a three-year- 

 old called ' Liverpool,' belonging to Mr. Padwick, 

 who had a claim on me at the time. The horse 

 was badly handicapped, having 1 1 st. on, and only 

 three years old, and at that time professional 

 jockeys were penalized 6 lb., making his weight 

 1 1 St. 6 lb., with which it seemed impossible to win. 

 The race was set to run at three o'clock, and I had 

 made up m.y mind to try and catch the 3.45 train, 

 and told Tom McGeorge, the starter, of my inten- 

 tion. There were something like ten runners, and 

 ' Prince Rupert,' ridden by Mr. Trewent, was a 

 good favourite, and came towards the post with a 

 very big curb bridle on, led by a groom, who loosed 

 him before he got there, and away he went and ran 

 the course. As soon as he came back, McGeorge 

 said, " T.,oose him," and dropped the flag to a good 



