CHAPTER XV 



RAMBLES ABOUT NEWMARKET 



Newmarket, just like Brighton, does not suit 

 some folk ; in fact, makes them owly bllnky, and 

 almost inclined to admit that they understand 

 what biliousness is. Personally, I might pitch 

 my camp for years on the East Coast and never 

 get that same kind of upsetedness. Still, there is 

 a natural remedy offering — viz., to take plenty of 

 exercise, as so very few visitors and scarcely a 

 resident can be found guilty of doing. Who in 

 the whole blessed place takes advantage of fine 

 weather by making overtime as I am always 

 advising in the early morning ? I cannot under- 

 stand where the turn comes in starting the day, 

 pleasure or business, so late. Very few of the 

 Newmarket shops are open at half-past eight, 

 and they are not out-of-the-way late either, 

 because in half the country towns you seldom 

 can buy anything before nine o'clock. I do not 

 want people to work harder than they do. Still, 

 this arrangement strikes me as having distinct 

 disadvantages for the majority, and an unpleasant 

 suggestion that either the clock is merely turned 

 round and a late opening followed by a corre- 

 sponding shutting up, or that the traders and 



