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everyone connected with the great ISTorthern stable plunged upon 

 anything of their own which they considered good. 



Inasmuch as Scott ran his horses to win, he was perfectly justified 

 to use any fair means to put the public on the wrong track, and so 

 •enable his employers to get on their money at a price which would 

 reimburse them for the heavy expenses they were at in keeping horses 

 for public sport. People did not then, no more than now, take this view 

 and some said hard things of the great Yorkshire trainer, and dubbed 

 him " the Wizard of the North," simply because he was more sagacious 

 than they and brought off more "surprises " on the turf, without letting 

 the public know how, than did any other man before or since. — Good 

 •old John ! 



Like everyone else, Scott had his ups and downs, and at times was 

 out of luck ; which was particularly the case a couple of years before 

 Ms death. But good fortune returned, and for some months his stable 

 was in nearly as flourishing condition as ever, and so it was the day 

 lie died. 



Old age seemed to have damped his ardour but little, for he held the 

 reins of government to the last, and, with the exception of deafness, he 

 suffered from no ailment until within a day or two before his death, 

 while his jovial spirits lasted to the end, but on the 1st or 2nd of the 

 month he contracted a severe cold, which turned into acute bronchitis, 

 and it carried him off on October 4, 1871, aged seventy-six years. 



As yet another example of the irony of fate, the news of the grand 

 old fellow's death and the winning at Kelso of his own filly Pompadour 

 reached Malton precisely at the same time. As with his health and 

 spirits, John Scott retained to the last his widespread popularity. 

 Among his brother trainers, even with their dread of him, he was well 

 liked and respected. With many of his employers he was on intimate 

 terms of friendship ; they all esteemed him for his worth, and in him 

 placed implicit confidence ] while throughout Yorkshire, that county of 

 more sportsmen even than acres, his death was looked upon as a 

 •calamity to the county at large. 



As evidence of the veneration which his patrons entertained, not 

 alone for their worthy trainer, but for his very stables wherein 

 stood their horses, Mr. Bowes offered to buy from his widow, at any 

 price she wished to fix, the doors and frames, covered as they were 

 with the veritable plates in which the horses ran when they won 

 their great race?. Mrs. Scott, however, refused to sell them, and they 

 remained intact until after her death in May, 1891, when the present 

 proprietor, Mr. Bruckshaw, to ensure their safety, removed the plates 

 from off the doors. They now hang in the little dining-room, 

 arranged in a neatly got-up shield, and encircle a miniature of the 

 horse that wore them, with his name and wins appended. This is a 

 relic intensely interesting and of great value. 



As proof of how Mr. Bowes acknowledged the services of men 

 whom he found worthy, at the break-up of the W^hitewall establish- 



