270 MR. SWINDELL. 



the race. And he certainly never saw one whilst 

 saddling, nor his jockey weighed in or out, nor spoke 

 to him before a race. All this he wisely left to his 

 trainer. 



He was by no means fond of personally taking stock 

 of the horses in their gallops before any great race ; nor 

 would he see his own take exercise, although he may 

 have had the first favourite. This was the case with 

 Weatherbound for the Cambridgeshire, although his 

 lodgings were close by, and he usually took his con- 

 stitutional before breakfast. For this purpose he 

 took the road by the Windmill, so as to preclude the 

 possibility of his doing such a thing. Yet few men 

 knew more of the condition of the greater part of the 

 horses than himself, or the intention of their several 

 owners. One morning, on my returning from the 

 racecourse side of the heath with the horses on their 

 way to the stable, whilst passing through Mill Hill 

 Square, where he happened to be standing with 

 his old friend George Armstrong, he said to me : 



' Well, lad, has she ' (meaning Didcibetta) i passed 

 the college ?' laughing heartily all the while. 



' What ?' I replied, thoroughly at a loss. 



' Why, the college of touts,' he said, and solved the 

 seeming mystery. 



When Dulcibella was at the Shoreditch station, on 

 her way to Newmarket, she was, before entering the 

 horse-box, seen by ' the clever division ;' and in their 

 own estimation they are not a few. She was 



