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quite as much as he got, till, at the last fence, which was 

 a simple three-foot rise on to higher ground, the mare 

 made a stumble, and Bob, who was riding very carelessly, 

 rolled off, thereby losing us a couple of hundred pounds, 

 and punishing me for the Yanathon business. A sort of 

 fatality nearly always attends deep-laid schemes at racing. 

 On the following day, however. Vesper got some of the 

 money back for us by winning the Arab and Country- 

 bred Chase. After this meeting I bought the mare from 

 Mr. Webb for Rs. 800. 



The English mare, Dolly Varden, whom I was train- 

 ing, had in the early part of the year broken down so 

 badly, that the fetlock pad of one fore-leg had actually 

 come down on the ground. When I agreed to take her 

 over, her owner, Mr. Laurence Crowdy, did not think 

 that I could by any possibility bring her out fit to run 

 again. When she walked, the fetlock of her bad leg 

 descended at each step much lower than that of the 

 sound one, so it seemed almost hopeless to patch her 

 up. I tried the effect of continued pressure, carefully 

 applied, for three or four months, by means of long 

 elastic bandages, made from the same material as the 

 webbing of side-spring boots. After a month or so 

 of this treatment, the enlargement of the suspensory 



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