Major-General G. W. Knox 



so I returned to Ireland, and am now living near Dublin, where 

 I can get three or four days a week with the Ward and Meath 

 hounds, still enjoying a quick thing with them as much as 

 when I first rode over this delightful country fifty-five years 

 ago." 



MAJOR-GENERAL G. W. KNOX 



From out the little bunch of military men who, in the late 

 sixties and early seventies of the last century, may be said to 

 have represented the flower of the British Army in the steeple- 

 chase field, it would have been hard to pick a bolder or more 

 determined, nay, even brilliant horseman on occasions than the 

 popular Guardsman named above, known far and wide as 

 "Curly" Knox. 



The son of Colonel the Hon. G. Knox, M.P. for Marlow, 

 the subject of our memoir was born at Leamington in 1837, 

 and received his education at the hands of a private tutor in 

 Switzerland. 



In January, 1855, he joined the Scots Guards, then in the 

 Crimea, and it was whilst there with the regiment that the 

 redoubtable " Curly " rode his first and what very nearly 

 proved to be his last steeplechase, for not only was he 

 rendered unconscious for eleven days by the fall he sustained, 

 but his death was actually reported to his father. In 1864, with 

 the aid of Cheviot, bought the previous year from " Cherry " 

 Angell, he won the Guards Cup at Harrow, the first ever run 

 for ; and in the same year rode in the first Grand Military, 

 finishing nowhere on a horse bearing the appropriate name of 



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