LORD FALMOUTH 



in which the verdict in her favour was half a dozen 

 lengths, Chamant being " down the course." Her 

 experiences of her first visit to Doncaster were 

 not, however, destined to be altogether pleasant 

 ones. On the Friday morning she was being 

 taken up to the course by that well-known lane 

 which runs at the back of the sale paddock, when 

 she had a very awkward encounter with Julius 

 Csesar. His temper, always a bad one, may have 

 been further soured by his recent race for the St. 

 Leger, in which a bad third to Petrarch and Wild 

 Tommy was the only reward of liis efforts, and he 

 flew at Lady Golightly like a tiger, knocking her 

 clean over the fence into a field. Curious to relate, 

 she received so little injury that she was able to win 

 the Wentworth Stakes in the afternoon, disposing 

 of Verneuil and another with great ease. Her dis- 

 plays in the Middle Park Plate and Prendergast 

 Stakes were disappointing, and she must have 

 trained off at the close of her first season. Nor 

 did she appear to really recover her form until the 

 following August, which may account for her only 

 finishing third in the One Thousand, and failing to 

 obtain a place in the Oaks. The York Meeting 

 saw her at her best again. First she landed the 

 Yorkshire Oaks, although she started in less 

 demand than did either of the other two runners, 

 and, two days later, she carried off the Great York- 

 shire Stakes under somewhat peculiar circumstances. 

 In that race Lord Falmouth also started a colt by 

 Lord Lyon out of Siberia, then called Sleipnir, and 

 afterwards re-named Slipaway. This mysterious 

 animal only ran three times altogether, his best 

 performance being his third to Glen Arthur for the 

 Prince of Wales's Stakes at Ascot. Presumably, 

 however, he was one of those sav deceivers who do 

 great things in home gallops, and utterly decline to 



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