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" Now, Mr. Potter, you have been telling me lies 

 long enough, and unless you produce a tenner in 

 less than a quarter of an hour you will be where 

 your pal " (who was warned off the course) " is." 



He directly said : " Oh, don't be so hard on me, 

 Cus." 



Whereupon I answered : "I don't wish to be 

 hard on anyone, but when people come and try to 

 bully me, I won't be answerable for what I do." 



Potter came to me afterwards and apologized, 

 bringing a five-pound note, which he swore was all he 

 could get in the world, and begged I would accept 

 it, which I did. So the matter ended, so far as 

 Potter and I were concerned ; but there is no doubt 

 he was mixed up in the affair as much as any of 

 them. 



On two occasions only have I had the pleasure of 

 wearing Mr. F. Gretton's colours, but both were 

 ' Sterling ' good rides — if the joke may be excused. 

 The races in question were the Cambridgeshire and 

 Liverpool Cup in 1873. One was quite a casual 

 mount, and came about in this way : Fordham and 

 Chris Fenning were great cronies ; the latter was 

 also a great friend of Mr. Gretton's, and they had 

 laid themselves out to win the Cambridgeshire with 

 ' Sterling,' and Fordham was to ride him. All went 



