Captain Frank Barton 



have no pretensions against Kil worth and Red Hussar, who 

 had just previously run in the National and were good horses. 



Scorn was another chance mount. Captain W. B. Morris 

 was to ride him, but in the previous race he had a fall, and I 

 fell over him, and as he could not ride, I was put up. 



When Arthur Yates put me up, he said, " You will have a 

 nice ride, but cannot possibly win, only remember that if it is a 

 false run race the old horse has a great turn of speed." 



This won the race for me ; as, when we started, the race was 

 run at a wretched pace ; Kilworth and Red Hussar watching one 

 another, and we only went fast enough to get over the fences. 

 I slipped them at the big fence by the poplar trees, got the 

 first run, and came home as hard as I could drive the horse over 

 the last three or four fences. Major "Roddy" Owen never 

 got up to me, and after a desperate race I won by a head. I 

 do not think any one was more pleased at my success than my 

 Colonel, the late General George Knox, who had been a fine 

 jockey in his day and always encouraged me to ride. 



I then commenced to ride the best horse I ever sat on, and 

 one of the most gallant animals that ever looked through a 

 bridle ; The Saint by Ascetic out of Coquette. He belonged 

 to a friend of mine. Captain Anderton, Grenadier Guards, who 

 bought him in Ireland, at a low figure I believe, as the horse 

 was crabbed for his wind. This did not prevent his winning 

 races. I was diffident about riding him when approached on 

 the subject by Robert L' Anson, and said I did not. think I could 

 hold him and do justice to him. It was agreed, however, that 

 I should ride him, and L' Anson said, " Let him go his own way 

 and don't mess him about, and you will find you will get on 

 very well with him." I did so, and won very easily, and on my 

 return to weigh in, L'Anson, with a laugh, asked me how I 

 liked him. 



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