H.R.H. THE PRINCE OF WALES 



shoulders and withers, and perfect make and shape 

 were as noticeable as ever, indeed the only fault 

 that can reasonably be found with her is her 

 ewe neck. Leveret, by Galopin out of Sacrifice, 

 is quite on the small side, but it was trying her 

 very highly to place her in a box between 

 Laodamia and Merrie Lassie, dam of Grig, Fosco, 

 and the luckless little Jest, for Merrie Lassie is 

 one of the grandest mares imaginable, possessing 

 great bone and substance, and yet being full of 

 quality. She had unfortunately slipped twins to 

 Persimmon only a few days prior to my visit, and 

 was suffering from fever in the feet, so that she 

 was not looking by any means at her best. Poor 

 Thais was the last in this range of boxes, and very 

 well she looked, being believed to be with foal to 

 Isinglass, to whom she had proved barren in the 

 preceding season. 



A move was then made to the new range of 

 boxes that had only been finished a few weeks 

 previously. These are built upon exactly the same 

 lines as the others, and are all thatched, so that 

 they are cool in summer and warm in winter, 

 whilst a gutter pipe runs the whole length of the 

 roof, and carries off all the water. Operetta, by 

 Petrarch out of The Song, was the first that I saw 

 in the new boxes. She is a pretty little thing, but 

 there is scarcely enough of her, and she will not 

 bear comparison with Pierette, by Mask out of 

 Poetry, a fine slashing mare standing on short 

 legs, and, to my mind, one of the gems of the 

 stud. She was very unlucky after producing a fair 

 performer in Little Dorrit, as she cast twins to 

 Ladas, and was barren to Melton in the following 

 year. Chinkara, Azeeza, and the neat little Mousme 

 were in adjoining boxes, and the two last-named 

 had been too recently in training to have yet 



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