Mr. Hartwell. 



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being too much hurt to remount, for both of them 

 Avere convinced that Daybreak could never get over 

 without a tumble. I did not begrudge Mr. Hartwell his 

 win, for he was a capital horseman, both on the flat and 

 ■" between the flags," and had undeniable pluck. That 

 fall I had seems to have shaken all the other incidents 

 of the meeting out of my memory. I believe Caliph 

 won the Dilkoosha Stakes. 



Some time afterwards, as Bowman happened to go 

 lame, one of his fore legs was examined by a veterinary 

 surgeon, who found that he had firmly fixed in his frog 

 a piece of wood, which must have been there for months, 

 and which was quite sufficient to account for this once 

 fine fencer turning out such a determined refuser. In 

 this connection I may mention the fact of poor Kain's 

 death (see page 227), caused by his riding a horse which 

 had corns in a steeplechase. It is but too common for 

 inexperienced horse owners to mistake symptoms of 

 foot or leg sorenesss for vice, which is " hard lines " on 

 the poor animal. 



I spent the next hot weather in Mozufferpore, the 

 •capital of Tirhoot, in command of a detachment of 

 sepoys who had to do escort and guard duty during the 

 famine there. Being shut up in the house through the 



