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cold, and the gout to follow, which used to lay him 

 up again for months. And I suspect, too, that he 

 was fond of good living, which helped to feed the 

 gout as well as himself. When he came to the races, 

 or in fact to Danebury to see his horses, he came in a 

 carriage with four horses, with two postilions and 

 two outriders, all dressed in livery — blue, red cuffs 

 and collar ; and though he could scarcely step out of 

 his carriage, he would set the gout at defiance, and 

 have some champagne if nothing else. He had a 

 narrow escape of being thrown out in the yard one 

 day after the races. The postilions, who had re- 

 freshed themselves liberally, in their haste to enter 

 the yard drove against the gate-post with great 

 violence ; but beyond a severe shaking, happily it did 

 him no harm. 



He had running, about this time and later, Cerva, 

 Bar One, Cymba (which he bought of Harry Hill 

 after the Oaks), Volunteer, Giantess, Miss Elis, 

 Pugilist, Margaret of Anjou, Bed Doe, The Slot, Deer 

 Stalker, Black Doe, Pet of the Herd, and Remus. 



I have always understood that he was very fond of 

 cocking. At any rate, his entire approval of the 

 sport may be inferred from the fact, that many mains 

 were fought at two inns which were his property, 

 and not far from his place — The Bear and Bagged 

 Staff, and The Mills Arms, Dunbridge, to wit. With- 

 out his sanction these contests could not have taken 

 place. He died from his old enemy the gout, after a 



