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expired a few hours afterwards. Before the meeting broke 

 up seventy pounds were collected among Jerry's friends 

 for his widow. 



Another Turf character was "Snuffling" or "Donkey 

 Jemmy " ; he used to wear a huge yellow wig, and made a 

 living braying like a donkey. Sixpence a bray was his 

 charge ; but he would not exercise his accomplishment for 

 any but "carriage folk." "I does the donkey for the 

 haristocracy, and not the common people," he would con- 

 temptuously say, when any unknown pedestrian bid for a 

 taste of his quality. But if the " haristocracy " did not dub 

 up the sixpence fast enough. Jemmy would pursue the 

 carriages with the most horrible " hee-haws " until, to 

 save the drums of their ears, the occupants threw him 

 the coins. 



Many old Turfites will also remember a thin, middle-aged 

 man who used to appear in woman's attire with ribbons in 

 his hair, a faded yellow fan in one hand, and a green and 

 pink parasol in the other, who began a dialogue commencing 

 with, " Well, Lady Jane, how are the flowers to-day ? I've 

 seen the gardener," etc., followed up by the song of The 

 Hold Harm Cheer, each stanza being illustrated by a mock 

 fandango. 



Scotland has produced its fair share of eccentric sports- 

 men — Lord Kennedy and the Earl of Glasgow, for instance. 

 Of them, however, I have written elsewhere, so will take 

 as an example Captain Wemyss, sometime Master of the 

 Fife Foxhounds. He was one of those rough sea-dogs 

 that Smollett loved to depict, and notorious for his fondness 

 for the cat-o'-nine-tails. " But," said one of his sailors once, 

 " the Captain's got such a winning way with him that you 

 can't help liking him. I was loitering on the Hard one 

 day after I had been paid off, when I saw him, and, as he 

 had often made my back smart, I tried to give him a wide 

 berth; but he crowded on all sail after me, and bawled out, 



' Here, Jack Smith, you d d ill-looking, blear-eyed, 



squinting , ain't you going to enter on board my 



ship?' Well, arter that, I couldn't help myself" 



When Wemyss retired from the Navy, he went to reside 

 in Scotland, and gave himself up to field sports. In the 



