Gentlemen Riders 



horse, St. Galmier, for his friend Count — now Prince Charles 

 Kinsky. 



"But, after all said and done," writes Mr. Barclay, "there 

 was no place like Stockbridge in the old days, at least in my 

 opinion — and I invariably made a point of running what 

 horses I could there. Two races in particular I remember 

 riding there, one being on Theologian — or, at all events, one 

 of the Theo's — for Captain L. H. Jones, when I made a dead 

 heat of it with poor Roddy Owen, on something of Arthur 

 Yates's, a'nd in running it off, won the decider. The other 

 being a private sweepstakes of ;^50 each, which I won on 

 Scotch Earl for myself. 



" Lewes, too, I am always partial to, and Salisbury is not 

 without its pleasant memories, especially on one occasion when 

 riding Dunrobin I got the better of Morny Cannon. 



" As for my hunting, having lived in the very centre of the 

 best part of the Quorn country all my life, it stands to reason 

 that I've not wanted to hunt anywhere else, and with one 

 exception, when I was away on a shooting expedition in 

 Uganda, in East Africa, I have not missed a single season for 

 twenty-five years. 



*' With regard to Bendigo," continues Mr. Barclay, " I 

 cannot at the moment think of any particular incident, except 

 that it always annoys me when I see in the papers that he was 

 only a ' handicap ' horse, and that when he met Ormonde and 

 Minting, at Ascot, he wasn't the same class. The horse was 

 absolutely amiss that week, and upset by the noise of the 

 coach-horns, etc., he was completely off his feed, so much so 

 that I decided not to run him, and he was actually boxed and 

 in the train, ready to go home ; but there was an accident on 

 the line, and as there was no chance of his getting home that 

 day he was unboxed and brought back to the hotel stables. 



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