Gentlemen Riders 



a hurricane at the time and the rain pouring in torrents, 

 was undoubtedly the best, and his accident in the last round 

 of the Grand National of that year, at the very moment when 

 to all appearance he had the race in hand, was naturally a 

 bitter disappointment to his rider — the greatest, indeed, he 

 ever experienced during his racing career. 



Though not destined to attain to the summit of his ambi- 

 tion and ride the winner of the Liverpool, it was left to him to 

 do the next best thing, viz. to train one, and when compelled 

 through increasing weight — not from choice, you may depend — 

 to relinquish race-riding, it was not long before this desirable 

 consummation came about, Roquefort, Gamecock, and — best of 

 all — Cloister, each being prepared for Aintree honours, at 

 Bishops Sutton, under the personal superintendence of Mr. 

 Yates. 



The precise number of amateur horsemen who have gradu- 

 ated at one time or another at Bishops Sutton, we should 

 be sorry to even hazard a guess at. Suffice it to say that 

 there is hardly a rider of note of recent years you can name, 

 more particularly amongst military men, but will speak in 

 grateful terms of the valuable advice so ungrudgingly given at 

 all times by Arthur Yates, and to which they attribute in no 

 small measure such success as they may have attained in the 

 saddle. 



When after perhaps an absence from the boards for some 

 years, a favourite actor makes his reappearance on some special 

 occasion, it naturally proves a great attraction, and a crowded 

 house is the result. This proved the case on the 28th of March, 

 1898, when a tremendous crowd of onlookers of all sorts 

 assembled at Kilmiston, in Hampshire, to witness a match 

 arranged to take place over four miles and a half of country, 

 between Messrs. S. Hurst of Waterlooville and Arthur Yates. 



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