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THE VETERINARIAN , AVGUST l, 1831 . 
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Ne quid falsi dicere audeat, ne quid veri non audcat.—C icero. 
We were in company, a little while ago, when the present state 
of the veterinary profession became the subject of conversation. 
A gentleman observed, that there was a fact for which he could 
not account, and that was not a little discreditable to us, and de¬ 
served our very serious consideration—that no veterinary surgeon 
had been able to obtain a living at Newmarket. We once got 
into sad disgrace for publicly stating the same fact; but it is an 
undeniable one, and we are sorrv for it. 
There are always a great number of valuable horses at New¬ 
market ; and at certain times of the year all the pride of the 
English racing breed is collected there. The horses are not only 
valuable in themselves, but their owners have frequently immense 
sums staked upon them. One would think it, of all places in the 
world, the most favourable for him to settle who knew how to 
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preserve the horse in full health, and most speedily and ef¬ 
fectually to cure his diseases; yet seven or eight young men 
have gone, one after the other, from the Veterinary College to 
Newmarket, and have left it in a year or two in despair and dis¬ 
gust. An old farrier residing there does considerable business; 
and Mr. Bowles, of Cambridge, a very excellent practitioner, is 
frequently consulted ; but a veterinary surgeon cannot live at 
Newmarket. 
This is not a little discreditable to us; and it does deserve our 
serious consideration. 
There are, however, some peculiarities about Newmarket, 
whatever might be our first impression, that are really unfavour¬ 
able to the success of the veterinary practitioner. In the first 
place, it is the metropolis of the groom’s empire ; it is where he 
has for many a year ruled with absolute sway, and where he 
would be most of all jealous of a rival, and a rival whose supe¬ 
riority he feels and dreads. In many stables the master is com¬ 
paratively powerless: in the training-stable he is a mere cipher. 
The tyranny of the groom, founded, like tyranny everywhere, on 
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