20 The Post and the Paddock. 



disgust when the House adjourns in honour of the 

 Derby ; and even Stewards in high places may not 

 give the most carefully weighed decisions in the world ; 

 — but, despite of all its imperfections, racing is the only 

 sport which acts like a loadstone on the masses and fur- 

 nishes the never-failing nucleus of an English holiday. 



Note. — The following is the Newmarket song, or rather recitative, 

 of Tom Durfey's, alluded to above : — 



"To Horse, brave boys of Newmarket ! to Horse ! 



You'll lose the Match by long delaying ; 

 The Gelding just now was led over the Course ; 



I think the Devil's in you for staying. 

 Run, and endeavour all to bubble the Sporters ; 

 Bets may recover all lost at the Groom Porters ; 

 Follow, follow, follow, follow, come down to the Ditch, 

 Take the odds, and then you'll be rich. 



"For I'll have the brown Bay, if the blew Bonnet ride, 

 And hold a thousand pounds of his side, Sir ; 

 Dragon would scower it, but Dragon grows old ; 

 He cannot endure it, he cannot, he wonnot now run it, 

 As lately he could : 

 Age, Age, does injure the Speed, Sir. 



** Now, now, now they come on, and see, 

 See the Horse lead the way still ; 

 Three lengths before at the turning of the Lands, 

 Five hundred pounds upon the Brown Bay still ; 

 Plague on the Devil ! I fear I have lost, 

 For the Dog, the Blew Bonnet has nm it. 

 Plague light upon it ! 

 The wrong side of the Post ; 

 Odzounds ! was ever such Fortune ?" 



Pills for Purging Melancholy^ \(i(^<). 



It was with reference to this production that a 

 critic of the period remarked, — " You don't half know 

 our friend Tom ; he'll write a deal worse than that 

 yet." 



