2i8 Indian Racing Reminiscences. 



wrongly yielded, for I knew that, straight rider as Mr. 

 Baker was, still he had not good enough " hands " 

 to ride the impetuous Sikundur in a bit and bridoon 

 without touching the curb. I changed the snaffle for a 

 double bridle, and the Arab and Tim went to the post. 

 When the flag was dropped, away went Sikundur, and 

 up went his head in the air the moment Mr. Baker 

 snatched at the curb reins, as amateurs will do. The 

 first being a bush fence the Arab carried it away with 

 his knees, but the next being a stiff mud wall, he struck 

 it full with his chest, turned over in the air, smashed m}- 

 saddle into small pieces, and gave Mr. Baker a shake 

 which he did not get over for man}' days. So much 

 for men with bad " hands " riding impetuous horses,, 

 who have light mouths, with a bit and bridoon ! 



At Mecrut I had the good luck to meet Mr. Kettle- 

 well, the well - known stud veterinar\- surgeon. He 

 advised me to give Jovial two drachms of ipecacuanha 

 twice a day in a ball for the attack of liver from which 

 he was suffering. I did so with the happiest results, for 

 after a week of this treatment his eves and ijums lost 

 their yellow appearance, his mouth its foul smell, and 

 his general health improved so much that I was able to 

 put him into work. 



