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this time his savings must have been immense. "Nimrod's" 

 Quarterly Review run brings in Mr. Little Gilmour, who was only 

 twenty years of age in 1826, a year before Mr. Osbaldeston gave 

 up his second period of mastership with the Quorn. The account 

 of that famous run, however, is purely a fancy composition, and, 

 as a matter of fact, Mr. Gilmour did not hunt in Leicestershire 

 when Mr. Osbaldeston was master; he did not visit the shires 

 until Lord Southampton's time, and then in 1829 he was a member 

 of Lord Rokeby's Club at Melton Mowbray, one of his colleagues 

 being Lord Eglinton, the owner of the Flying Dutchman and the 

 organiser of the famous Eglinton tournament. 



In Sir Francis Grant's Quorn picture, painted about 1840, he 

 figures too. In the centre is Lady Wilton, sister of a former Earl 

 of Derby, seated in her phaeton, while Lord Wilton, Count 

 d'Orsay, the Duke of Beaufort, the then Duke of Rutland (at that 

 time Marquis of Granby), Lords Chesterfield, Plymouth, Cardigan, 

 Alvanley, Adolphus Fitzclarence, Sir Francis Burdett, Sir David 

 Baird, Sir Harry Goodricke, and many others are also depicted. 

 Of all this brilliant band of horsemen, except the Duke of 

 Rutland, Mr. Little Gilmour was the last survivor. 



It may be remembered that Mr. Gilmour and Captain Ross 

 once opposed each other in a curious kind of steeplechase. By 

 the terms of the match each of the antagonists was to touch the 

 other with his hunting-whip, and with the one who succeeded in 

 touching the other first victory was to rest. They dodged about 

 for some distance, and then Mr. Gilmour, who was eventually the 

 winner, managed to touch Captain Ross's hat. In the evening a 

 great dinner was given to celebrate the event. 



Three of Mr. Gilmour's best horses, named Vingt-et-Un, 

 Plunder, and Lord Grey, were said by Dick Christian to be 

 amongst the best horses he had ever seen cross Leicestershire, 

 and, said the famous rough-rider, "upon Lord Grey, Mr. Little 

 Gilmour, with sixteen stone of top hamper in the saddle, beat 

 every one last season (1856) in a hot thing from Sproxton to 

 Harby." 



Mr. Gilmour was a contemporary, amongst others, of 

 Mr. Stirling Crawford, and that gentleman, with whom 

 Mr. Gilmour was on terms of the deepest affection, paid 

 him the compliment of naming one of his best horses 

 Craigmillar, which, it may be remembered, was one of 

 the sires at the late Mr. Hume Webster's Marden Park 



