A Jockey Family 



riding his cob on Epsom Downs of a morning. 

 Hands and seat are still perfect, the sporting 

 spirit is still willing, his pluck is undaunted : if 

 he only had his youth again ! 



To return, therefore, for a moment to our 

 thesis that " riding runs in families," and appar- 

 ently does not easily run out, it is obvious that 

 the Nightingalls have had their share of good 

 fortune in that respect. We have always been 

 at home in the saddle ; if we have not been 

 actually nurtured there, so to speak, we have 

 been encouraged to cling very closely from 

 earliest days. And what better fun can a man 

 wish to enjoy, especially if he be a sportsman at 

 heart ? The other sorts are scarcely equal in 

 point of genuine ecstasy. 



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