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or nothing between the two on that day, and the 

 "Prince of the T.Y.C." was a veritable wonder 

 over his own course. Between the Two Thousand 

 and Derby Cremorne had a stripped gallop with 

 the four-year-old Ripponden, to whom he gave 

 14 lb. and a six lengths beating. Ascot showed 

 that the trial horse was in form, as on the Tuesday 

 he conceded 5 lb. to Hannah, and ran her to a head 

 over two miles, whilst, on the following day, he 

 carried off the Hunt Cup with 7 st. 2 lb. on his 

 back, so it was quite clear that the three-year-old 

 Cremorne could have won the Hunt Cup very 

 comfortably indeed with 8 st. 7 lb. in the saddle. 

 The fact of the 50 to 1 Pell Mell running him to 

 a head at Epsom is capable of very easy explanation, 

 the fact being that his jockey eased him at the 

 Bell, never seeing Chaloner on the upper ground 

 until it was almost too late, and had the greatest 

 difficulty in the world in setting him going again. 

 When Maidment returned to weigh in, Gilbert 

 met him with "AVhat the devil were you doing, 

 Maidment ? " and " I never knew there was such 

 a horse in the race," was all the reply he could get. 

 The jockey made no mistake in the Grand Prize of 

 Paris — a race which Enghsh horses seem to have 

 lost the knack of winning of late years — as the 

 verdict was two lengths, but, unless Cremorne had 

 been the marvel he was, he could not possibly have 

 fulfilled his Ascot engagements. The great race of 

 France was then decided on the Sunday in the 

 Ascot week, and the passage back to this country 

 was one of the worst that could possibly have been 

 experienced. It took the united efforts of five men 

 to hold the colt up, and for some hours the sweat 

 was fairly streaming off him. Nevertheless he 

 pulled round by the Wednesday sufficiently to 

 romp away from three very moderate opponents in 



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