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low, standing- not above fifteen-two, with a pleasant 

 "Whalebone head, and altog-ether of just the stamp of a 

 "wearing* Cup horse. Perhaps the best, and certainly the 

 most characteristic picture Ben Marshall ever finished 

 was the Littleton group, as they were caught on is'^ew- 

 market Heath. The sweet-tempered Sam Day sits on his 

 snaffle-bridle, short-tailed, useful-looking- nag-, in that eas}^ 

 ^^ home" fashion that no jockey ever sat in a picture, be- 

 fore or since. Then, at his head stands the sag-acious 

 Mr. Dilly, reading* the list over to Captain Craven, mid 

 calculatino- what Lionel Lincoln can do with them at the 



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distance. We recollect the first t'nv.e we saw the print, for 

 there was one published in the Old Sporting 3Io.gazi7ie, 

 was in Beau Shackell's sanctum in Oxford-street ; and 

 we write with one, shamefully used and soiled, before 

 us. 



There were other g-ood performers in the Littleton 

 troop, and among*st them Triumph, by Fyldener, that won 

 the Cup at Abing-don, and the Oxfordshire and Leaming- 

 ton Stakes, all in the year. This was in 1825, when Ful- 

 wdr Craven really oug*ht to have won the race he seemed 

 to have set his heart on — the Oaks at Epsom. There is 

 no cpiestion but his mare Pastime was a long- way the 

 best of those that started for it ; but she went lame to 

 the post, and even then was only beaten by the finest 

 piece of jockej'ship that we have upon record. It is no 

 discredit to say that Sam Day was out-ridden by Chifney 

 on the plater Wing-s, or that the neck he won by was 

 to none a greater surprise than to the old General himself. 

 Another season or so saw our hero once more off the 

 Turf. In 1827, he had only El Dorado ; but with him 

 he again carried off the Gloucestershire against Isaac 

 Sadler's old Jocko, Isaac Day's as well-known Liston, Dr. 



