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good a turn, and who might do them another 

 in the future. But Sir Joseph was deaf to all 

 entreaties. To ** get even '' with him, Lord 

 Westmoreland claimed Red Shoes for Mr. Chap- 

 lin. He could not have done us a greater kind- 

 ness ; we were delighted to be relieved of the colt. 

 Speaking generally, if ever we ran a horse in a 

 selling race, it was because we wanted to get rid 

 of it. Two days later, carrying Mr. Chaplin's 

 colours, Red Shoes ran third in a ** Seller," but 

 he never saw a racecourse afterwards. 



And what of Satyr ? His story is a somewhat 

 remarkable one. We could only run him twice 

 as a three-year-old : at Northampton, in the 

 spring, he ran third in the Earl Spencer Plate, 

 and at Ascot won a small handicap. He was 

 then put on one side with a view to the Cam- 

 bridgeshire. All through the summer he seemed 

 to improve, and as he was well handicapped, we 

 were extremely hopeful of seeing him win. But 

 our expectations were suddenly turned to lamen- 

 tations. While Satyr was being tried he fell 

 when about half-way through the gallop. Quickly 

 regaining his feet, he dashed off over the Downs, 

 crossing roads, sheep-tracks, and all sorts of rough 

 ground. When at last we caught him, we found, 

 to our dismay, that he had sprung both suspensory 

 ligaments. So lame was he that it took us a long 

 time to get him home, and of course there was no 

 more racing for him that year. 



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