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his opponent, who led three lengths, and running a magnificent 

 course, ended with a particularly brilliant kill. The hare havijig 

 broken across a drain, he was round on her scut like lightning, 

 and pinned her down on landing before she could recover 

 herself. Now came thp final course, and excitement ran high 

 when Fullerton and FitzFife were delivered to Bootiman. 

 Certainly two more strikingly handsome greyhounds have never 

 ■ gone to slips to fight out the final stage of the great contest ; 

 well matched in size and symmetry, but not in colour, for 

 FitzFife shows a deal of white — is, in fact, a white and 

 brindle. He ran remarkably well in the 1891 Cup, but had 

 the misfortune to be run to a complete standstill early in 

 the contest. Seeing how he acquitted himself on this 

 occasion, the Messrs. Fawcett are surely to be condoled with 

 that, through her going amiss, they were unable to run 

 Faster and Faster (the 1891 runner-up), who at home was 

 always reckoned a good two lengths in front of FitzFife and 

 quite as clever ; albeit, Fullerton had already lowered her 

 colours, and on form should have done so again, though great 

 improvement was claimed for the bitch, whereas it was reason- 

 able to suppose that the champion had lost some of his speed 

 and dash. All this is a matter of speculation, for the question 

 now to be settled was not. Could he beat Faster and Faster ? 

 but, Would he beat FitzFife ? The latter had run quite well 

 enough to promise an interesting struggle, having beaten 

 successively Sir Sankey, Woodcote Green, Silver City, and 

 Texture — the last-named, who is evidently an exceedingly smart 

 bitch, somewhat luckily, as she was easily leading, but made 

 a slight mistake at the drain, and FitzFife, making the most 

 of his opportunity, had just won, when Texture shot up for a 

 mutual kill ; had the hare lived, in all probability the verdict 

 would have been reversed — another case of ' if.' 



To a good hare Bootiman despatched them on their fateful 

 journey on capital terms, and everyone held breath as it was 

 seen that the younger dog was holding his own for pace ; but, 

 nearing the hare, Fullerton put on a great spurt, drawing clear 



