152 THE DONCAbTi-li ^i' i.EUEIi, 1837. 



declared that he was lame; whilst not a few ascribed his 

 Ascot victory to Rat-trap's swerving, although, in fact, he 

 won by fair honest running and hard work. However, on 

 the day, Epirus was the favourite at 2 to 1 against him, and 

 the betting about the others, 9 to 2 agst Mahometan, 5 to I 

 agst Puff, 7 to 1 agst Mango, 14 to 1 agst The Doctor, 14 

 to 1 agst Slashing Harry, 17 to 1 agst Troilus, 22 to 1 agst 

 Abraham Newland, and 30 to I agst Egeria. The follow- 

 ing horses started. 



Mr Greville's Mango, by Emilius. — S. Day- 

 Mr S. Fox's The Doctor, by Dr Syntax. — ^Templeman 

 Mr Fairlie's Abraham Newland, by Malek. — Lye 

 Duke of Cleveland's Henriade, by Voltaire. — J. Day 

 Lord Westminster's Cardinal Puff, by Pantaloon. — G. Edwards 

 Mr Bowes's Epirus, by Lang-nr. — Scott 



Mr T. Walters's The Prime Warden, by Cadland. — H. Edwards 

 Mr Heseltine'e Slashing- Harry, by Voltaire. — Heseltlne 

 Mr Tliornhill's Eg-eria, by EmiUus. — Conolly 

 Lord Exeter's Dardanelles, by Sultan. — Nelson 

 Lord Exeter's Troilus, by Priam. — Darling- 

 Mr Osbaldeston's Mahometan, by Muley. — Robinson, 

 Mr Osbaldeston's Blakey Topping-, by Clinker. — Chappie. 



The first attempt to get away was " no go" — the second 

 was one of the finest ever seen — but they always manage 

 this difficult job better at Doncaster than at any other place. 

 In a short time, however, an accident effectually disposed 

 of the first favourite, and was well nigh disposing of the 

 crack north -country jock, " for good and for aye." Scotty 

 it appears, had taken his place ne„r the leading horses^ 

 close (too close at any time) to a ditch which borders the 

 course. From the gravel road over the hill — something 

 made the horse hang nearer to it than Scott could have 

 intended, so near, in short, that the bank gave way under 

 his fore feet, and he fell into the ditch ; Scott, in the ani- 

 mal's struggles to get out, being thrown on to the course. 

 The Prime Warden came up at the moment, and, narrowly 

 escaping a fall himself, struck Scott on the collar bone^ 

 which was literally smashed ; as a necessary consequence 

 both horses had done with the race from this point. Scott 



