CASES AND RACES 111 



No other people on earth could have saved 

 themselves, and done it with hearty good humour. 



*' Here is one ! Run, Mikey ! Mrs. Malone is 

 dead. God save her. Sthop her shoutin' ! " 



"Hurry on. Success," from a backer who saw 

 the colours and the rider's face. " Bravo." 



Almost to his surprise, with people absolutely 

 plucked out of his way, and the old horse threading 

 his path with care, he found himself just at the 

 beginning of the straight with a ten-length lead. 

 Then he called on his horse, with heel and hand 

 and whip, and with a vision of the most astounded 

 face on earth coming up like an avenging angel 

 behind him, the chestnut mare actually extended. 



When the old horse got home by half a length 

 amid howling cheers, the professional cast one 

 bitter blighted glance before he remarked that it 

 was the dirtiest trick he ever saw, and that natur- 

 ally he would object and get the race. 



This the owner forebore to do, afraid of the 

 popularity of the winner and also philosophically 

 remarking that even them thieves in Dublin 

 could not put more weight on his mare now for 

 Galway. 



This is quite a true story and perhaps Captain 

 Delmege could tell it better than anyone, as he 

 rode the winner, his own horse. 



We were at a small meeting one day when it 

 was whispered that the principal event of the day 

 was to be won by an outsider^ a long, low mare 



