Royal Ascot 



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post. There is Watts on the Prince of Wales' Persimmon, 

 Loates is wearing Mr. Hamar Bass's colours on Love 

 Wisely, Cannon is mounted on Mr. J. C. Sullivan's 

 Winkfield's Pride, and Lord Hindlip's Limasol is in charge 

 of Allsopp. 



They pass out of sight to the post, and all glasses are 

 levelled on the spot where they will appear. Presently 

 the cry is heard : " They're off," and every neck is craned 

 to see the race. *' Here they come ! " resounds on all sides. 

 "Winkfield's Pride leading by a length from Limasol." 

 " Love Wisely close behind, and Persimmon last." They 

 have passed the stands, and at the turn Allsopp takes 

 the lead for a short distance and Persimmon is three lengths 

 behind. Away they go through Swinley Bottom — their 

 positions, as seen through the bushes, the same. At the 

 Brick Kilns, however, a change is observable, Limasol is 

 closing with Winkfield's Pride, and the favourite draws 

 gradually up. The excitement grows more intense as 

 the horses come into line for home. Winkfield's Pride 

 still leads, but the Prince's horse is close on him, Watts 

 draws to the inside, and calls on Persimmon to distinsfuish 

 himself, the latter fiying like an arrow towards the mark- 

 He wins! the Prince wins ! Bravo and bravo! Persimmon 

 passes the post eight lengths ahead of Wingfield's Pride, 

 and the pent-up enthusiasm finds vent in round after round 

 of cheering to the Prince, to the horse, and to the jockey. 

 The crowd surges across the Course in their eagerness to 

 see the popular favourite and, as the Prince comes through 

 to the paddock to congratulate his jockey and lead in his 

 victorious horse, the cheering is redoubled. That the 

 coveted trophy of the Royal Meeting should fall in the 



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