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raging men from Dublin, and would take anything 

 up to five pounds. 



One of the two ' Brothers ' who bade each other 

 good morning, is not a French scholar ; he had a 

 mare, as yet unnamed, out of Faux Pas. 



" Brought out that Fox Poo filly ? " he said to 

 the helper, when one went to see her. " Just out 

 to enjoy himself," is his expression when one of 

 his horses is not for a win, and he does not mind 

 your knowing. 



They had a very funny experience at a certain 

 small meeting in a southern county a few years 

 ago. 



A practical joke had been played for a bet in 

 very high places — in fact, on the Fleet. A reward 

 was even offered for the apprehension of the man 

 who forged false orders and sent a ship steaming 

 off to Malta ; but who in Ireland would give 

 away a joke for money ? Yet, of course, it leaked 

 out. 



At this meeting, in a steeplechase, one horse 

 had been backed for all the money which could 

 be got on by stewards and general public. 



Unfortunately, a ragged, half-cHpped beast, 

 never heard of before, ridden by a man with his 

 trousers tied round his knees, and a flannel shirt 

 for a racing jacket, ran away from the fancied 

 candidate and won by a length. 



O^fejection, then ; there was nothing else for it. 

 Bumping and boring even if he had been in front 



