184 Indian Racing Reminiscences. 



bull, supported by a single Native Infantry officer, inter- 

 posed in a gateway between the sepoys and Hodson, 

 checking the former, while loudly calling a bugler to 

 sound the ' assembly,' and thus saved Hodson's life, as 

 his relation, Mr. Thomason, Lieutenant-Governor of the 

 North-West Provinces, observed in a letter of thanks to 

 Colonel Turnbull. There was no Victoria Cross in those 

 days, but it has seldom been conferred for a more 

 courageous act." 



He married the daughter of Mr. Apperley, the cele- 

 brated " Nimrod " of the Qiiai'teidy Revieiv. She was 

 quite as fond of horses and as devoted to training and 

 racing as her husband, although they were not agreed 

 on all points of work and stable management, as " Moss 

 Trooper" (Sam Wanchope), writing in the Oriental 

 Sporting Magazine, humorously described in his skit, 

 *' My First Race Meeting." He tells us how, when the 

 Turnbulls' horse, which was favourite for the chief event, 

 went lame, Mrs. Turnbull insisted on icing the affected 

 limb, while, the moment her back was turned, the 

 Colonel slipped out to the stable, on pretence of 

 smoking a cheroot, to parboil it. 



She was one of the most accomplished horsewomen 

 we have ever had in the East. Her brilliant riding 



