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my pocket-book and purse; which he kindly did. On my 
return he informed me that he had been robbed, and with 
mine had also lost his own purse, containing £150 besides 
vouchers and other things still more valuable. Mr. R——, 
a great friend of Mr. William Sadler's, was applied to in 
hopes of recovering the lost property, and he promised to 
do all he could to get it restored ; but said he was afraid 
that everything except the notes would be destroyed before 
coming into his hands. He appointed the same evening at ten 
o'clock to meet us at the Lamb Hotel to give the result of 
his inquiries. At the time named he appeared and told us 
“that it was not in the possession of any of his men.” We 
then suggested that he might know others who might have 
it, and expressed a hope that he would use his influence for 
its recovery. He promised to do so, and carried out his 
promise ; for on the next night he came again bringing the 
missing books with the treasure absolutely intact. When 
asked how much we were indebted to him for its restoration 
2 
he replied, “ Nothing ;” and only when pressed would accept 
two sovereigns to give to the men to drink our health. But 
neither for himself nor his associates through whose instru- 
mentality the money had been obtained, would he accept a 
farthing, R 
friends in the sporting world had to deplore. 
*s end was unfortunately one his many 
1 Many people living will doubtless remember Mr. R 
» or, as he was 
commonly called, ‘‘ Jack,” as one of the genial spirits ‘‘ wont to keep the table in 
a roar.” He and his boon companion, the eccentric Mr. F ¢ (the 
owner of Deception and other horses) who would never admit of a prefix to his 
name, used nightly to meet and indulge in singing, comic and otherwise. But ‘‘a 
change came o’er the scene.” I only once met poor R afterwards. He had 
then left the force, and had turned teetotaller and Methodist preacher. Strangely, 
about the same time, Mr. F Cc left the turf and took to a strictly 
religious life. A strange coincidence in the career of two roysterers, possibly 
Ulustrating the adage, ‘‘ our indiscretion sometimes serves us well.” 
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