MY MARY. 217 



a two-year-old, winning thrice, her last victory 

 being for the Prendergast Stakes at Newmarket. 

 After that she w^as pulled out by Alderman Cope- 

 land to run for a Selling Plate in the Houghton 

 Meeting, winner to be sold for £350. She was 

 beaten by Brother to Chummy, and no one claimed 

 her. I then advised Lord George to buy her from 

 Alderman Copeland, adding that I did not think 

 the Alderman would want much for her. When 

 she started for the Selling Plate in the Houghton 

 Meeting I observed that she was ridden in a 

 tremendously severe curb bridle, and was led to the 

 post by one strong man and followed by another 

 with a cart whip in his hand. She was more like 

 a wild animal than a race-horse in traininsr, and I 

 attributed her fractiousness to a misconception in 

 bitting her, and to want of patience and gentleness 

 in handling her. She was a sound pretty little 

 filly, and I thought that she might be got through 

 a good stake if trained and managed with judg- 

 ment. Lord George got her with little diflficulty 

 for £250, her former owner and trainer being 

 equally glad to get rid of her. 



When we got her home to Goodwood, I began 

 at first to fear that I had induced his Lordship to 

 make a bad purchase. She could not be persuaded 

 to accompany the other horses, but would bolt with 

 her rider, running under the trees, or anywhere 

 to get out of the way. Her boy had no power or 

 control over her, and when in the stable she would 



