The Sun.
London, England, 1864-05-21 00:00:00

THE DERBY—Sporting Gazette.

The General still races on—still Ely's with the " crack,"
And Malton cheers are busy for the " gentleman in black ;"
Now, Aldcroft, rouse The General, for desperate is his need,
Now, Custanoe, ply with steel and cord, your game and

willing steed.
Now, Ashman, call on Baraffah—the fates the crown
suspend,
And thousands watch. with 'bated breath, the struggle to
the end ;
That final rush has done it—with cheering long and loud,
Around the hero of the day press in the eager crowd;

And many wake, as from a dream that with the dawn has
fled,

Fur the staunch outsider ELY, has won it by a head!

Birmingham Sporing Gozdte.
" Paris !"—" Lord Glasgow I"—yclis forth man to man.
"'Tis Naylor wtns l" and now "'Tis Cambusean I"
"A thousand on the Ch4f !" gains no reply,
As Edwards to the General's girths draws nigh,
Now "demon," if there's virtue in thit steel,
Let Paris taste the magic of thy heel.
'Tis all in vain—with Scottish Chief contest
A plane ; no laurel shall thy brow invest ;
For Stamford's horse, and fleet Blink Bonny's son
Finish to GLASGOW, and the race is won

COCK ROBlN—Sporting Gazette.

On, on, they come, the noble four—which shall be first to

fly?

" Cambuscanis beat I" " The General yields 1" ten thou-
sand tongues reply,
As fiercely locked in deadly strife, the last of all the band,
Birch Broom and Scottish Chief come out to finish hand to

hand
A mighty rush, a mightier cheer, 'tis past, the deed is
done !
And twice ten thousand tongues proclaim that SCOTTISH
CHIEF has won I

THE RANGER—Sporting Gazette.
Next Wednesday, this BIRCH BROOM will sweep down

-
the hill,
He'll make all his enemies' pulses stand still;
Not a vestige of hope for them—sad is their doom,
twined around Westmorland's
Asot ilhero'o'nlß,l,u,e Riband's"

TEE TWOPENNY IVARBLER--Sportzng Gazette.
Then ho w shall we collar the stuff; how pay ex's and satisfy

tailors ?
why, take half your "quids" from Blatt. Athol, and put
down the pieces on Naylor's ;
And if you'd be sure to come home full in pocket and cheer.
ful in face,
Back COASTGUARD to win you a i; dollop," and stand
BARAGAU " for ft place 1"

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,thTeOblies—tof Dawsores
portingB Ga-ette*
lot,
Lord Stamford's Cambusean,
Coastguard, and little Paris, Who
Close to the General ran.
From these I'll pick the winner out,
That is, Sir, if I can,
And leave them and
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straggle
to
The
And knowing this 'ere Broom sweeps clean,
chair he flies,
oau sca ;
As by the
Ten thousand voices waft the nano
Of BIRCH BROOM the skies !

PlNDAR—Sporting Gazette.
Bat one there is both Merry and wise,
(Others than I, ere this, have said it),
And SCOTTISH CHIEF will place the prise
To Mr Merry's credit!
TROUBADOIIB--ISpOrtifig Gazette,
Cambuscan, the Newmarket lio,
Comes from a mosedangerous school;
And 'Arrow's illustrious OCiOll,
Can't well be a very d--- fool.
He'll beat Scottish, Chief and our cousin
He'll beat Glasgow's "crimson and white
He'll beat all but one of two dozen,
And very near win—but not quite.

In short, if you'd summer in clover,
And send to the devil the Jews,
Believe me, the Derby is over,
BLAIR ATHOL can't posoibly lose.

TOUCHSTONE—Era.
Our Derby " tip" for 1864 stands as under :
CAMBUSCAN ........................ 1
GENERAL PEEL .................... 2
HISTORIAN ......... ........ 3
And we anticipate the victory of ono of tho first-named
pair with much contidoneo,

THE STABLE MOVSE.--EVai
I really believe it will be a grand race next Wednesday,
and from what I have seen, and what I have guessed, I
believe the finish will be with Cambuscan, Scottish Chief,
Paris, Coast Guard, Ely, and Birchbroora, and I will ven-
ture to place them thus :
SCOTTISH CHIEF 1
COAST GUARD..., ..............
ELY..
There,
now, is not that a bold prophecy from a little 'un.

MuoolN's Doc .---efa•
An ole dorg as i knows, gtrvnor, tells me William Day's
got a better orse than Historyun, an its Signalman ; an
about Daneberry they are all
goin for Kopenagen, though
he did em a munth ago. John Scott's lot won't do this
jerney, nor will Prince Arthur, 'L all the Epetum kid abut