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quired a fortune in whalebone. Sir William followed 

 the Voltigeur fortunes like a man, and then, without 

 telling the stable, laid heavily against Lightfoot (whom 

 Bobby Hill believed to be a clinker) for the next 

 year's Derby. Most probably Voltigeur was quite out 

 of form, or else Lightfoot would never have won the 

 trial as he did.* However, it seemed high enough to 

 put Sir William in a sad pucker how to shape his 

 course and get out ; but Chester showed the horse 

 eventually in his real colours. As a politician, Sir 

 William promised well, and took a good part in the 

 conferences of the Orange party, to whom an Upper 

 Room at Normanton was generally the Woburn Abbey. 

 York had in him a painstaking member, and he quite 

 astonished Mr. Leeman by the verve with which he 

 spoke on one occasion ; but his health began gra- 

 dually to fail from that point. 

 It has been well said that — 



" The image of a man who died 

 In his heyday of renown, 

 Has a fearful power, unto which the pride 

 Of fiery life bows down." 



England has had many such lessons. London re- 

 members yet the painful thrill when Lord Cantelupe 

 lay dead in the very height of the season. Lord 

 George Bentinck was found in his father's flood 

 meadow, with the hoar-frost of an autumn morning 

 on that finely-cut face, which had been so often 

 turned defiantly on his foes in the House. The 

 Duke of Dorset, one of the best sportsmen of his day, 

 died jumping a small fence with his harriers ; and the 

 Marquis of Waterford, who had come off scatheless 

 among the " oxers" of Northamptonshire and the 

 doubles of the Vale, met his doom at a little stone 

 wall into a road. Death is more fearful when it is 



1 and Sebright," pp. 206-209 



