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is the only writing of his, barring his signature, that I ever 
had. And even to write his name was a piece of work, I can 
tell you. 
" When Fred died many people thought he had about 
half a milUon, but I, of course, knew better. He had had many 
very heavy expenses." 
Fortified with numerous letters of introduction to friends 
across the water, Archer sailed for America in the Bothnia 
on November 15, 1884, and was accompanied by his friend 
Captain Bowling and his valet, " Solomon," and as soon as 
he arrived he cabled inquiring after his little girl. 
To an interviewer he said his trip was purely a sightseeing 
one. He was in search of distraction, wanted to get away 
from the long nights at Newmarket, and would not ride a 
horse for £5,000. 
Archer hardly went to a race-meeting while in the U.S.A. 
and Canada, but he travelled extensively. He went tobog- 
ganing in Montreal, visited the blue grass plains of Kentucky, 
inspected the pig-killing and canning factories of Chicago, 
saw the Great Exposition of New Orleans, and afterwards had 
five weeks' shooting. 
At New York, he and Captain Bowling stayed at the Hotel 
Bnmswick, Fifth Avenue, 26th and 27th Streets, and their 
bill for the week is in Mrs. Coleman's scrap-book. 
She had this newspaper cutting, which probably amused 
her brother very much, to whom Mr. Justice Hawkins had 
sent a silver tankard as a wedding present : 
"'Who's Archer?' was the query of a learned judge 
when a witness ventured to mention the distinguished jockey 
of that name. Of course, his lordship desired the information 
in his judicial capacity only ; for, as he happens to be a member 
of the tribunal which exercises jurisdiction over racecourses 
and their patrons, Mr. Justice Hawkins was well aware that 
Archer is a young man of slender build, who, by dint of a talent 
for taking a horse off Epsom Downs quicker than any other 
