THE PRINCE OF THE T.Y.C. 



Ascot. It would be well for the Turf if a little 

 more of the same undaunted spirit were noticeable 

 nowadays, but the multiplicity of rich prizes has 

 produced a bad effect in this direction, and, when 

 we do get two real cracks in the same season, their 

 owners are generally only too anxious to fight shy 

 of each other. 



Perhaps Prince Charlie never had a much easier 

 task than in his last race — his famous match with 

 Peut-etre over the Rowley Mile— for, easily as the 

 French three-year-old had won the Cambridgeshire 

 four days previously, he had only carried 6 st. 10 lb. 

 in that event, and had no pretensions to tackle our 

 champion at 13 lb. Even that modest allowance 

 was reduced to 12 lb. to enable T. Chaloner to ride, 

 and it was surprising indeed that the ring should 

 have been content to accept 2 to 1 on the old 

 horse. His departure from the Heath after the 

 race quite assumed the form of a triumphal pro- 

 cession. Mr. Jones was on his back, and he was 

 attended by a little band of satellites in the shape 

 of stable lads, engaged in patting him, or feeding 

 him with handfuls of grass, whilst he had a great 

 reception as he walked through the town. The 

 following little table of the results of his four 

 seasons of active service may prove interesting : — 



No. of Races. First. Second. Tliird. Unplaced. Amount won. 



^3,610 



111 5,425 



2,412^ 



1 2,577f 



29 25 2 1 1 £U,025 



The monetary result does not seem commen- 

 surate with such a splendid series of performances, 

 about which it is noteworthy that he only walked 



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