340 Saddle and Sirloin. 



Necklace. He was rather a short bull with a bad 

 head and a light neck, but with capital sides and 

 quality. His hirer was confidently assured in the 

 North Riding, that it would be "destruction to your 

 herd to use such a brute ;" but he wisely chose to rely 

 on his own judgment in the matter. Harlsonio, of 



nice offal, and it would be well if we could breed a dozen more like her. 

 Her neck certainly did not let in nicely from the top of the shoulder, 

 but necks are only stews after all. 



Ruby was a daughter of Dick and Gem, and she had a good deal of 

 Emma's style. She beat Butterfly as a yearling, but she had not her 

 style, and like Alice her neck dipped a little coming out of her shoulders. 

 The others were no use with them that year. Butterfly's breast was not 

 so deep as some, but her touch and hair was such that if a man was half 

 dead, he must revive if he could only get his hand on her. She beat 

 them all when she was four years old ; they couldn't keep their eyes off 

 her, and she knew it — such grand mellow loins, and so good through 

 the breast ! Then she got a bit loose behind and looked a little lighter 

 than she was. She was a killer ; one of those ladies who sail into a 

 ball-room and seem to say by their looks, " Stand by — Pm here — you? re 

 not in the same day with me /" She was so active too. She had to go up 

 forty steps — one side of which was open to the sea — at Liverpool when 

 she came from Ireland. Poor Edward led Jasper, and Culshaw Butter- 

 fly. She gave Jasper a good start and caught him up. She lay all the 

 way from Liverpool to Towneley, and then she knew the place and got 

 up and stared about her. She always lay down at once in the railway 

 box. Alice and Ruby found out the comfort of it, and there were 

 plaited straw mats in the boxes for them. Butterfly had six living 

 calves, and was very unfortunate with her heifers. She had a roan one 

 eight weeks before its time, by Frederick, and it only lived a week, and 

 her heifer, Butterfly 2nd, died in calf from lung disease. Edward put 

 her by mistake to Gavazzi, and she had Butterfly 3rd, which broke her 

 stifle joint. Then she had a heifer by Master Butterfly 4th, one of the 

 very best we ever had, but it took fits. She finished up with Royal 

 Butterfly. 



Master Butterfly went as a calf to the Lincoln Royal on July 14th, 

 1854. He was just a year old, as old as he could be for the Royal, and 

 therefore he was obliged to give several months away for the Yorkshire. 

 There was nothing but what was winning about him. At Carlisle he 

 beat John o'Groat ; he was not so heavy fleshed as The Royal, but he 

 used his legs more like a thorough-bred horse. He was first put to 

 Vestris, and she cast her calf early on. From a yearling to a two-year- 

 old he made a great stride. He left England before he was three years 

 old. In '56 he went to Paris, and was a month away ; we had four 

 there and got four gold medals — the foot-and-mouth broke out, and 

 Voltigeur died. Two took it, and Master Butterfly escaped ; he was a 



