My Racing Adventures 



a youthful sprite from Epsom who threw no 

 chance away. He, too, has had his ups and 

 downs — especially his " downers " — so that he is 

 not indisposed to bear witness in his neighbour's 

 favour when his neighbour gets into a bit of a 

 tangle again, perhaps in connection with the rates. 



Another legend was to the effect that, directly 

 after I had won on " Why Not " as narrated, I 

 was paid a fabulous sum of money. I wish the 

 statement had been true. Fabulous sums of 

 money have not fallen to my share, and my earn- 

 ings on the race under notice would not have 

 made a millionaire's mouth water, unpleasant as 

 that spectacle might be. 



I am not sure whether the names of " Ilex," 

 "Why Not," and "Grudon" will be found 

 engraven on my heart at the last, for such 

 poetical imagery does not appeal forcibly to my 

 sporting taste, but thus much is certain : I shall 

 always have a warm corner in my heart for 

 "Why Not." He was such a game old chap. 

 He stood all my "punching" like a hero, he 

 struggled to the bitter end with unflinching 

 resolution, not a grunt was emitted, and he did 

 more than achieve success — he deserved it all. 



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