33& Saddle and Sirloin. 



Mr. Eastwood for the former, which he bought for 

 130 guineas. His lordship was equally pleased with 

 his own purchase. Looking round the herd at Tort- 

 worth, some years after, with Mr. Eastwood and Mr. 

 Knowles, he stopped at each of them, and said, 

 " There s that dreadful tribe again ;" but when his corn- 



Butterflies at 252/., the same number of Dukes of Wharfedale, of all 

 ages, from July 12th, 1863, to Feb. 29th, 1 864, at 69/. 4s., and seven 

 Baron Hopewells at 115/. is. The six tribes averaged as follows : — 



£ *. 



1 Mantalini 105 o 



8 Pearly 106 1 



5 Vestris 3rd 103 19 



9 Second Roan Duchess ... ... 179 n 



28 Barmpton Rose... ... ... ... ... 121 16 



5 Alice 2nd 138 12 



Having settled this little matter, we must run over, chiefly in the 

 words of one who knew them well, a few of the Towneley cracks. 

 We'll miss Royal Butterfly and Master Butterfly, and get to Royal 

 Butterfly 10th ; he was from Parade by Duke of Glo'ster ; his head 

 was not first-rate ; he was a great fine bull with such a back, and such 

 dash about him ; he should have been a rich roan. Richard Cceur de 

 Lion, or "Dick" as they called him, had as good a head as was ever 

 stuck on a pair of shoulders. At the Dublin Show Mr. Baxter handled 

 " Dick," and Culshaw led Master Butterfly — he never would walk, but 

 seemed to go on springs, as if Irish soil wasn't good enough for him. 

 Mr. Douglas's Captain Balco, a splendid bull, was second that day, and 

 " Dick" third. At Chelmsford, one of the judges said " he walks like 

 a gentleman," and Culshaw nodded to Dodds at those words, and said, 

 "I've just done you." Grand Turk had not the same beautiful blood- 

 like offal as Master Butterfly. "The Royal" was better let down in 

 the thigh, and was a little bit better in the back than Master Butterfly, 

 and his bosom was rather wider. His breast wasn't so deep, and his 

 head was a little better and not quite so long. Dick was thick fleshed, 

 and hadn't a vulgar hair about him, and thighed down to the hock. 

 He gave Towneley stamp, thick flesh, true form, and mellow hides. 

 He got Young Barmpton Rose and Emma — she was lovely — and 

 Butterfly's Nephew with that wonderful back and substance. Then 

 there was Master Butterfly 4th, by him from Beauty 3rd, by Frederick 

 — he was poor and delicate as a calf — he went to the Emperor of the 

 French, and he had no luck. When Frederick was a calf, he did so 

 badly that they had very nearly exchanged him for a female with Mr. 

 Manning, of Rothersthorpe, but he was given to the tenants, and 

 Messrs. Willis had him for a time. From him their Lord Frederick 

 was descended, and the 1869 Birmingham medallist cow in a slight 



