MR. ALLEN M'DONOGH. 



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being killed by Monarch ; however, he was up 

 and in the saddle without much delay. In the struggle 

 to get Sailor on his legs again, the head-stall of the 

 bridle broke, and the bit, of course, dropped out of 

 the horse's mouth ; but his plucky pilot determined 

 to go on. Mr. M'Donogh steered Sailor with gear 

 • as imperfect as that employed by our lamented Nes- 

 tor, Admiral Rous, when he saved His Majesty's 

 good ship, the " Pique." The first fence he met 

 after the misadventure was a drop into a very 

 narrow lane, with a small bank on the opposite side ; 

 fearing that the horse would bolt if he jumped him 

 into the lane, he turned the whip on him and sent him 

 at it as fast as he could go. Sailor jumped from field to 

 field ; M'Donogh got him safely over the last fence, 

 guiding him with his bridle in his left, and whip in 

 right hand. The rider of Valentine, seeing the awk- 

 ward predicament he was in, endeavoured to run him 

 out at the last turn, but failed, and he won by four 

 lengths, amidst a scene of the greatest enthusiasm. 

 The great difficulty then was to pull him up. The first 

 fence he met after passing the post was a four-foot- 

 wall, which he jumped ; the next was another wall 

 still higher, which he also leaped ; he then went into 

 a field surrounded by a thick hedge, and after some 

 time, the country people succeeded in stopping him. 

 Never was a more cordial ovation accorded to a man 

 than to Mr. M'Donogh that day; the cheering con- 

 tinued for a length of time, and the people hoisted him 

 on their shoulders and carried him about the course. 

 The following day he rode Sailor for a steeplechase. 

 The horse fell going through a gap, and injured his 

 head so severely that some of the brain was actually 



