398 A HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH TURF. 



On the same canvas, with Ben Marshall's sketch of Chifney, is Jem Robinson, 

 and Wheatley, who won the Derby on Prince Leopold and Spaniel, rode Velocipede for 

 the St. Leger, and had as much difficulty as Chifney in wasting, owing to his height. 

 The last of "the Druid's" famous quartet was Harry Edwards, whose victories in 

 Yorkshire with the Fitzwilliam, Kelburne, and Houldsworth colours were as brilliant 

 as they were terrific. He was one of " Tiny's " many sons. Another was William, 

 who won his maiden race at Newmarket in 1800, and was kneed on to the raiis by 

 Jackson in the Doncaster Cup, on Orvillc, when he was little more than a feather. 

 He was the last trainer for George IV., and at the King's death received the lease, of 

 the Palace Stables at Newmarket, and a pension. A third brother, George, got 

 three hundred guineas from Mr. Watt for winning the One Thousand on Caret, and he 

 also won the Derby on P/wsp/iorus. He picked out Beggarman from the Goodwood 

 stable, and trained him to win the Goodwood Cup for the Duke of Orleans, whose 

 sudden death left him placel'ess and pensionless, and practically 

 broke his heart. He had a high courage and was a very bold 

 rider, and was employed to the last by the Duke of Beaufort 

 and General Peel. But one-eyed Harry was the best jockey of 

 the family, with great power, and a habit of sitting back in his 

 finishes and spurring in front of his girths. He was almost as 

 neat as Sam Darling in his dress, and rode his first race against 



Robinson on Antonia. His length of arm gave him great 

 George Edwards. 



leverage, and he seemed almost to carry his horse along in a tight 



finish like that on Don John, who was so done up after the race that he could hardly 

 be got to his stables. But unluckily Harry, for all his kid gloves, was one of those 

 who "would rather nobble for a pony than make a hundred by fair means," and he 

 pulled Epirus at Wolverhampton under the very eyes of Bill Scott, so he had to retire 

 to France, where he was too much even for the foreigners, and returned to Carlisle, 

 where he buried in a pauper's grave a name that might have been one of the most 

 brilliant on the Turf. 



In the other sketch by Ben Marshall, which I am fortunate enough to be able to 

 reproduce through the kindness of Lord Rosebery, you may see Arnull and Goodison 

 in their habits as they rode. Both are names which go very far in the history of 

 racing, for an Arnull rode the first Derby winner, and a Goodison (" Hellfire Dick" 

 to wit) was " Old O.'s" favourite match-rider. In the list of classic winners we 

 find Sam Arnull, John Arnull, and William Arnull. They have no St. Leger to their 



