148 The Life of Fred Archer 
' Oh, that's all right ; we'll have a bottle of champagne on 
it ! ' Of course, he'd have charged about £50 to other people, 
but they're like that in the profession — among racing folk. 
" Of course, the doctors were wild with Hutton and called 
him a quack, and so on. And no doubt he made mistakes 
sometimes, but don't the doctors ? A man like that rises up 
now and again — perhaps once in a generation. They aren't 
trained for it or educated. Yes, I suppose it's a sort of instinct, 
but anyhow, Hutton saved Fred's career for him. 
" Mr. Robert Chapman, of Cheltenham, was the friend who 
recommended Archer to go to Hutton." 
It was a long time before his arm got really well, and while 
he had it in a sling he and C. Morbey, the jockey, went to church 
one Sunday, and, curiously enough, the psalm for the day was 
the 32nd, which contains the following : " Be ye not as the 
horse or as the mule, which have no understanding, whose 
mouth must be held in with bit and bridle lest they come near 
unto thee," Both jockeys could not help smiling. 
At a time when Lord Falmouth did not look like having a 
horse fit to run in the Derby, Archer promised in that event to 
ride for the Duke of Westminster, and he was very anxious to 
do so. His arm had not recovered when he weighed out for 
Bend Or, and he had to wear a pad in the palm of his hand and 
a piece of iron up the arm, and when, in the excitement of the 
race, he forgot and raised his arm to use the whip, it fell help- 
less. He won the Derby with one arm. 
Archer did not know the meaning of fear, and yet he was 
so highly strung that in a sense he was a bundle of nerves. On 
this occasion as he came round Tattenham Corner, so close to 
the rails that he had to lift his near leg along the horse's shoulder 
to prevent it being crushed, his teeth were set, he was simply 
shaking with excitement, and was swearing harder than usual. 
If you were close enough to him you could hear him hissing 
through his teeth : " Brr — brr — get out of the way, you — young 
scoundrels, brr — brr," etc. 
