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enced it in America. Ultimately he got going with 

 me and at one time I thought I might have a chance 

 of winning, but General Peace, a real nice horse who 

 was receiving 13 lb. — a big difference considering the 

 class — beat me. Of course I was disappointed, and 

 although Lord William didn't say so at the time I am 

 quite certain that he was of the opinion, then and 

 afterwards too, that had I been over and riding 

 gallops and become a little more acclimatised, I should 

 have won it. Charlie Mills, who had done the greater 

 part of the commission, was of the same opinion, and 

 didn't hesitate to say so to others, but I state with 

 perfect confidence that there was nothing lost in 

 fitness and jockeyship that day. If there had been 

 it might as well go down here at once. What made 

 them firmer in their convictions was that after that 

 day at Lincoln I had caught such a chill right across 

 my kidneys and back that I hesitated about riding at 

 Liverpool at the end of the week ; in fact I was knocked 

 right out. But I went on to Liverpool all the same, 

 intending to ride but feeling like nothing on earth. 

 Much against my rule I had to take a glass of brandy 

 at Lincoln before my dinner and determined to see 

 what a rest for a day would do. But it was no good 

 and I had to stay in bed in my apartment and think 

 all the time what I might have done had I been 

 riding. It was the weather which had crocked me up 

 and nothing else, for I had felt quite fit when crossing 

 the ocean and also entirely myself when getting in the 

 saddle for that race. Next day I went to Liverpool but 

 there was nothing else to do but to shiver and sweat 

 while somebody brought me in the results of the races 

 and came in the evening and discussed what had 

 occurred. Of course it made me feel as if I could get 

 out of bed and take my chance the next day, but it was 



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