ever witnessed than that of this dirty old brute walking stark naked, 

 amid the ribald jests and laughter of the King of England and the 

 ladies and rjentlemen (?) who constituted the Court of that "merry 

 monarch" two hundred years ago. 



JOHN SCOTT. 

 Chapter XXIII. 



Mr. Boaves and Col. Ansox.— Although Mr. Bowes was connected 

 with John Scott's stable longer than any other patron, he took no part 

 in the management, and seldom went to Whitewall, or even to see his 

 horses run, after they left the Streatlam paddocks. Not so Colonel 

 George Anson, who, from 1830 till he went to India in 1853, was the 

 predominant ruler of Whitewall. That beau ideal of an accomplished 

 and courteous gentleman had reposed in him, to an unlimited degree, 

 the confidence of all the patrons of the great northern stable, 

 and being a consummate judge of a racehorse, and of how, where, 

 and when he should be raced, he " placed " the horses of that mighty 

 stable, leaving to Scott their preparation. The other owners did 

 not trouble themselves about their horses, and often did not know 

 when or where they would be raced, relying entirely upon the sagacity 

 of the ever popular Colonel, but when the proper time came to take 

 advantage of a " good thing " down went the money for the stable all 

 round, irrespective of whose horse it might be, and so the plan worked 

 for three and twenty years in most perfect harmony, and without a 

 single hitch or unpleasantness. I wonder how such a system would 

 work at present ! 



West Australian's Leger day was the last day's racing Colonel Anson 

 ever saw in England, for he sailed for India immediately after, and 

 thus was lost to the Turf one of the brightest lights that ever shone 

 over it, and a man whose example the best in the land even now might 

 with advantage follow. Scott loved the Colonel devotedly, and despite 

 the mighty "West's" achievement he ever reckoned that that day was 

 the most sorrowful he ever experienced, and, as has been often recorded, 

 the old trainer dared not trust hire self to meet his good friend at the 

 weigh room, after the race, to bid him farewell as was arranged. 



Fourteenth Earl of Derby. — I am indebted to the Hon. Frank 

 Lawley for some of the following particulars concerning Scott's 

 stable, having taken them from one of that gentleman's inte- 

 resting articles. Next to Mr. Bowes, the fourteenth Earl of Derby 

 was perhaps Scott's principal patron during the Whitewall era. 

 That great statesman was withal one of the leading turfites of the 

 day, and while he could play the game of the ring his wit and joviality 

 were the life and soul of the Jockey Club; and when among its 

 members, or engaged in any other sport at Knowsley or elsewhere, he 

 never permitted his recreation to be interfered with by political or 



