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his chestnut fill}- on the 5th, by another for the 

 same sum the day followmg, and a further one on 

 the 18th. These feats, allied to his other gambling, 

 will make the present-day 'purist' assert his lord- 

 ship had climbed with a vengeance into 'Satan's 

 coach.' 



Lord March's fortune on the Turf depended solely 

 on his own ability and knowledge. Indeed, at this 

 period few professional jockeys were his equal in 

 the saddle, and none excelled him in judgment. So 

 far did his lordship's initiation into the mysteries 

 of the Turf bear fruit, that at times, and on certain 

 important occasions, he would not trust one of his 

 racing retinue. It was no doubt by these tactics 

 that he obtained good service ; for the glorious halo 

 of uncertainty which he now and again saw fit 

 to assume in ' working ' his stable would appear 

 to have caused his lads to steal a feather from 

 their master's cap. In support of this I relate 

 the following, which shows that the jockey knew 

 that if he tried to ' dish ' his lordship, his triumph 

 would be short-lived, and assuredly retaliated. He, 

 therefore, in obedience to the old saw, ' Like master, 

 like man,' left the punishment of a Turf schemer to 

 his wily patron. 



Prior to a match, for some time looked forward 



