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A HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH TURF. 



time, The Flying Dutchman's colours were lowered. A paralysis of astonishment 

 fell upon the crowd, who saw the giant beaten at last. The backers of the 

 Eglinton tartan stalked to and fro silent as marble statues. Marlow, at the 

 weighing-house, had burst into a flood of tears. Lord Eglinton, pale as ashes 

 himself, was trying kindly to comfort him. In the distance rose the joyful 

 bellowing of Bobby Hill ; and not a Yorkshireman in Doncaster apparently went 

 to bed that night at all. 



So close a finish and such whole-hearted partisanship could have but one 



" Voltigeur" by " Voltaire* (1847). 



result. Lord Zetland and Lord Eglinton at last agreed to fight their battle 

 again, over a two-mile course at the York Spring Meeting of 1861 for a 

 thousand guineas, The Dutchman to concede 8lb. The whole of sporting 

 England turned out to see the match. The betting was even almost from 

 the day the race had been announced to the hour they went to the post. 

 Voltigeitr made the running this time over heavy going, and it was hoped that 

 The Dutchman would emphasise his usual dislike for dirt. But at the last turn 

 Marlow brought up the Eglinton tartan, and they tore past the stands, all out. 



