Sam Chifney. 99 



the racing stables. Even Sam's phlegmatic nature 

 enjoyed these Yorkshire outings quite as much, in 

 its way, as his brother's more mercurial one ; and 

 it is on record that, though he had no pretensions 

 to a voice, he would be worked up, at long intervals, 

 into taking his pipe out of his mouth, and chant- 

 ing right lustily, in honour of The Duke, the 

 chorus of " With my Ballymonoora — the Jioimds of old 

 Raby for me,'' when it was once fairly set agoing in 

 his little snuggery, or in the chimney corner of his 

 favourite inn. 



H 2 



