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Chifney Senior was just beginning to sam Chifney, 

 prophesy of himself as Singleton resigned Senior. 

 his Rockingham jacket to Kit Scaife. Modesty was 

 not one of Sam's virtues, and he thus described his 

 acquirements when only eighteen : "In 1773, I could 

 ride horses in a better manner in a race to beat others, 

 than any person I ever knew in my time ; and in 

 1775, I could train horses for running better than any 

 person I ever yet saw. Riding I learned myself, and 

 training I learned from Mr. Richard Prince." How- 

 ever, there were few to dissent from the first part of 

 this eulogy, although they might not give credence to 

 his notions of riding with a slack rein, lying under the 

 wind, and "getting a head out of the brisket" when 

 the spur fell dead elsewhere. Those were days when 

 jockeys might as fitly have appeared arrayed Esqui- 

 maux-fashion, as in " peg-tops ;" and brown breeches, 

 with bunches of ties which might have made them 

 pass muster for " The Driving Club," white stockings, 

 and short gaiters, encased their nether man. This was 

 Chifney's and Singleton's wonted attire, but there are 

 those still alive who remember how the former wore 

 ruffles and a frill whenever " he took silk" of an after- 

 noon, while love-locks hung on each side from beneath 

 his jockey cap ; and how he would trot up and down 

 Newmarket at intervals in his drawers, and then by 

 way of variation do the greater part of his wasting in 

 bed. Be this as it may, he has left a name, which 

 losing no lustre in his son's hands, has been trans- 

 muted into an English proverb, and at which no 

 modern Rabbi in racing science dare to shoot out 

 the lip. 



Dick Goodisson, who was slis^htly old tt, -^ ,. 



c, , • r 1 1 • r o iL The Goodissons. 



bam s senior, found his way from belby 

 in Yorkshire to Newmarket, nobody remembers how, 

 and gradually wound himself into " Old Q.'s" good 

 graces, by his flash of lightning style at the post. He 

 was a terrible sloven in his dress, and there were 



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