The British Press; or, Morning Literary Advertiser.
London, England, 1819-08-10 00:00:00

THE TURF.

BETTING AT TATTERSALL'S, Ammo: 9.

n. Luov.6.
14 to 1 apt Garthial trot.
WI My
to 1 apt The Laird, or
our other.

4 to 1 apt Sulta•
5 to 1 apt Mundane
61 to I apt I.treite
111 to 1 apt Palinodes
19 to 1 apt Minos
6 to 4 between Lisette and Piling/rine for the Prod's&
Stakes at York on Werinewlau. Member is is it Pau, but
it is uweertain wLettret she wilt shirt.

HUNTINGDON RACES.

THURIDkY, AUGUST J.

Seventy Pounds. fur three, four, five, six year.olilii,lnd aged
horses, &r. Two mile heats. Three yesr.olds carrying
fist. 71b.; four 7st. 1211. ; Svr, 60. 81b.; six, 84. 111 h. ;
■nd aged, Sat. llb. The grinner of a Plate this week, car-
rying 41b. extra.
Duke of Graftou's b. f. Sister to Joke, 3 yrs lilJ,
6st. 4Ib.
Mr. Noel's b. f. by Sir Iktronel, 3 yrs old, Est 41b.
Mr. Rogers's br. 1. Thunderstorm, 4 yrs. 74. 9110
Mr. Flower's ch. c. Hermaphrudiitss, 3 yrs old,
6st. 71b.
Lord Suffield's ch e. Ballow, 6 yrs old, 84. I 1 lb 5 dr
Mr. iitiesbrad's ch. f. Venes,4 'is old, 7st. Sib dis.

OXFORD RACES (coNcunno).

W RON [MAY. MMUS? 4.

The County Plate for all ages, was alio at three heat■, by
Mr. Sadler's gr. in Esery •,K yrs old, beat iug six others.
The Make of Afariboruusb's Plate of WI. was not ran for,
for want of borers.

SALISBURY RACES. RACES.

AUGUST 4.
His Majr.ty's Plate of 1000. Heats.
Mr. Dilly's h En. Effie Deans, 4 yes old 1 1
• .

Mr. Stevens's ch. h. Steeltrap,4 yrs old
tl to 1 on Etlie—won in tine style.

The Gold Cup, •alue 14)Ogs. by Subacriptiuus of 10gs. each.
Heats.

Mr. Goddard's Anticipation, aged
Mr. King's The Student, 5 yrs old 0 2
Mr. Jarodice named Sliver Cop, yrs old 3 0
t and 3tol on the winner must excellent race, sod won

by half a neck.
THURSDAY (LAST DAY).
The City Plate. Heats.
Mr. Allan's b. I'. Velocipede
_ _

Mr. Lew/Ilya's bi. g. Lithe Peter

The Members' ruse of 501.

Mr. Farquharson's GArus, aged I 1
2 2 Mr. Fusitr's Douro, 4 yrs

MAIZE RACES (IRELAND).

IVEDWILSDAY, JULY I.

The King's Plate of 100 gs. four•mile heats, was run for by
Mr. Murdoch's horse Altamont and Mr. Joyce's horse Model.
Won by the former.

A Plate of 611 gs. four ;tile heals, was ens fur by the Mar.
quis of Mergers horse Adonis, Mr. Joyce's horse Warrior,
and Mr. Murdoch's Altamont. Warrior the favourite. The
first beat was woo by Warrior only by a neck ; 3 to 1 on
him. Altaniont withdrawn —The second heat, in going
round the course the second time, a cow ran across Warrior,
which fell, and ►olled across his rider, wbo was much injured.
Adonis came in alone, and won the prise. During the ir•t
heat of this last race, in two instances, a man ran across Al-
tamont, and both were knocked down, and remained scu-
sibile for some time.

We have seldom seen the course better •Itendcd, particle.
lardy oil Thursday. His Excellency the Lord Lieuiromoi at.
tended the course both days, and appeared much gratified by
the amusement.

ECCENTRIC HOSPITALITY.

During the late American war, a soldier, who had been
wounded and honourably discharged (bat, perhaps, not paid),
being destitute and benighted, knocked at the dour of los
Irish farmer, when the following dialogue ensued :

Patrick—And who the devil are you, atm
Soldier—My name is John Wilma.
Patrick—Aud where the devil are you going from, John
Wilson

- - -
Soldier—From the American army at Erie, Sir.
Patrick—And what in the devil do you waist here?
Soldier—l want shriller to-night ; will you permit me to
spread say blanket on your floor and sleep tonight ?
Patrick—Devil take me if I do, John Wilson—that's Bat.
Soldier—Os your kitchen door, Sir?
Patrick—Not I, by the Hill o' Howth—that's flat.
Soldier—ln your stable then ?
Patrick—l'm if I do that either—that's Rat.
Soldier—l am dying with hunger: give me but a bone
and a crust ; I ask no more.
Patrick—The devil blow me if I do, Sir—that's flat.
Suklier—Give me some water to quench my thirst, I beg
of you.
Patrick—Beg and be hanged, I'll do no such thing—
that's flat.

Soldier—Sir, I have toren fighting to %resift the blessinp
you enjoy; I have assisted in contributing to the glory and
welfare of the country which bes hospitably received you,
surl can you PO inhospitably r. ject me from your ironic'
. . . . .

. -
Nitta—Reject you! who in the devil talked a word
abont rejecting you? May be I sea not the scurvy spalpceu
that you lake me to be, John Wilson. You asked me to
let you lie un my floor, my kitchen fluor, or in my stable;
now, by the powers, d'ye think I'd let a perfect stranger
do that, when I have half a dozen soft feather heels, all
empty? No, by Ilse Hill o' Hoods, Juliez—that's list. In
the second place. you told me you were dying wills hon.
ger, and wanted a bone and a crust to eat ; slow, honey,
d'ye think I'd feed a hungry man on bones and crust, worn
my yard is full of tat pullets, and turkeys, uorlirigs! No,
by the powers, not I—slat's flat. In the third place, you
asked me for some simple water to quench your thisst ; now,
as my water is nose of the best, I
traveller without mixing it with plenty of wine, broody,
whiskey, or something else wholesome and coaling. Conte
into my house, my booty ; devil blow me, but you shall
sleep in the best feather bed I have; you shall leave the best
supper and breakfast that my farm can supply, which,
thank the Lord, is none of the worst ; you shall drink as
much water as you choose, provided )ou mix it with plenty
of good wine or spitits, and provided also you prefer it.
Come in my hearty, 1.1.111/ ill, and feel yourself at home. It
shall never be said, that Patrick ('Flaherty treated a man
neurally who has be. ei figlding for she 'leer country which
gave hos protection—tie:Ws sat.

Yesterday se' 'gilt the Msgi.trates of Glasgow
gave work to 250 unemployed weavers, at forming
a tunnel in the Green, for conveying the Camlach•e
burn from the Episcopal Chapel to William-street,
*Ville head of the Green. and they have since in-
creased the number to 350.