SIR JOSEPH HAWLEY AND HIS 

 TRADUCERS 



One of our winners in 1868 was Fakir, then a 

 four-year-old gelding. By a Derby winner out 

 of an Oaks winner, his parents being Musjid 

 and Mendicant, he ought to have been a useful 

 member of the Kingsclere team, but he was a 

 duffer, and a vicious one. As a two- and three- 

 year-old colt he raced a few times to no purpose. 

 Then we had him cut, and as a four-year-old 

 he managed to win a £§0 Plate at Goodwood. 

 One morning on the Downs he seized the leg 

 of the boy who was riding him, pulled the youth 

 out of the saddle, knelt on his chest, and began 

 to worry him. Fortunately the hood he was 

 wearing slipped down over his eyes, and so the 

 boy got his chance of rolling away, scrambling 

 to his feet, and running out of danger. Fakir 

 was castrated that day. As he was a hopeless 

 racing proposition, he was given to Tom Cannon 

 to use as a hack. Tom sold him to the Stock- 

 bridge postman, and the latter turned him over 



to a man who drove a trap for hire. Two or 



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