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re-headed twenty yards from home. Then 

 Archer, who had prepared himself for this 

 emergency, used his whip. One swish with it 

 sufficed ; Melton got in front with the stride 

 that carried him to the post. Judge Clark 

 afterwards said to me : " Your horse had won 

 everywhere except at the winning-post. One 

 stride later he was a neck in front.*' This 

 description was not, I should say, strictly 

 accurate, but it sufficiently indicates the touch- 

 and-go character of the finish of a memorable 

 Derby. Webb rode a splendid race, and he 

 would have done both himself and me a very 

 good turn but for the masterly tactics, and 

 the grim determination, displayed by Archer. 

 Royal Hampton finished a bad third. 



Melton and Paradox had shown themselves 

 as two-year-olds the best of their year, and by 

 running right away from the field in the Derby 

 they emphatically endorsed their right to be 

 regarded as much superior to any of their con- 

 temporaries. 



A few days later I took Paradox to Paris to 

 run for the Grand Prix. He won the race 

 easily (ridden by Archer) from Reluisant, who 

 had won the French Derby in a canter by Rve 

 lengths. Paradox thus proved himself a 

 thorough stayer, and it was a great pity he was 

 not engaged in the St. Leger, for it would have 

 been interesting to witness, on the Town Moor 



