The Sun.
London, England, 1863-03-09 00:00:00

(FROM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT.)

A split in the Stamford Cabinet, in the secession of its
principal jockey, gave the lovers of small talk and the
chroniclers of small beer ample matter for discussion at Not-
tingham, and it was no very refreshing sign of the times
to know that he had never pulled a horse except by com-
mand of his employer I It was not the first time that the
lord of Enville and his jockey had quarrelled, and at Good-
wood, last year, the cap and jacket were asked for, but the
breach was healed without Edwards leaving the stable.
Stable quarrels are no very edifying topics, and although it
has been announced that this second rupture is remedied,
yet it is believed that Edwards has finally surrendered
the blue jacket and black belt; but, in any case,
as there will never be any perfect confidence between
the master and Lis jockey, their separation is considered
the best solution of the difficulty. Last week's racing
gazetted me with a series of winners, which had been re-
commended through your columns; but as for the sport
itself, there was very little of permanent interest in the
proceedings. But for the discreditable withdrawal of the
Mountain Maid filly for the Nottingham Handicap, I could
not have missed the winner in that instance, as she would
have won, and Revolver's forcing the pace and winning
completely astounded the rulers of his own stable, as they
had not even the price of a pound of cigars on the race.
Derby was alone noticeable for the manner in which Em-
blem cut down her field in the steeplechase, and all the
bookmakers and cognoscenti generally insisted that, bar ac-
cidents, she could not lose at Liverpool. The result was to
make her a tremendous favourite, as the news of her success
was at once wired to every place where a price could be
obtained. The mare won, with her head up, pulling double,
and George Stevens said, as soon as he got into the weigh-
ing-room, that " they'd have to find a better one than he
had ever been on to beat her next Wednesday." Her late
form must be somewhat irritating to Golby's party, as they
had her in their stable till within a very short period, and
only started Sinking Fund to make sure that they had got
her measure at home. A melancholy topic during the week
was the death of poor George Caldwell, so well known on
the turf by his connection with the press, and his universal
sporting knowledge. Although bred and educated a gen
tleman, he was compelled at a late period in life, like many
of the decayed gentry, to make his pen his means of sub •
sistence. He was best known as a contributor to the Field,
and one of the special correspondents of the Times, but
was never brilliant in the practical departments of the turf.
Some papers of his on studs and stables, which appeared in
the Field, first brought him into notice, and from being a
scholar and full of anecdote, his society was much sought.
Still, his vein of humour was more calculated to tickle the
ear in a convivial hour, than to gratify the ordinary social
circles. At a hunting song he had few equals, and the
richness of his tally-ho, and view halloo always roused the
hard riders to the highest pitch of enthusiasm. The pre-
sent week will witness the celebration of the Liverpool
Spring Meeting and the Grand National Steeplechase. Mr.
John Frail, too, has his supplementary gathering at the
incorruptible borough of Shrewsbury. Mr. Topham's
meeting is sure to be enormously patronised by the of pollos
in consequence of the general holiday, and the national
festivities, but opening, as it does, on the day of
the Royal nuptials, will deprive it of the patronage
of the patricians. The clerk of the course, in anticipation
of the prevalent loyal enthusiasm, has added to the pro-
grame £2OO in the shape of a new race, which is proudly
named the Prince of Wales's Cup. To-morrow (Tuesday)
there are seven races to be run, and, with one exception, all
have closed. The Liverpool Spring Cup has a very supe-
rior number of animals engaged to what we have lately
seen for this race—Balham, Brilliant, Costa, the Mountain
Maid filly, Bohemia, and Oakapple having the best of the
weights—and, being of fair class, seem bound to supply the
winner between them. Brillient and Costa are certain to
beat all the old ones, and among the three nothing
has a chance with Bohemia, in my estimation, as
her running with Lord Clifden at Doncaster, and
Rapid Rhone and Woldga at Newmarket, place
her almost en a par with the best fillies of
her year. The mention of Woldga's name reminds
me that I may inform the followers of Sir Joseph
Hawley that this horse has lately thrown out curbs, and is
doing no work. Should Lord Strathmore, under the guid-
ance of his avowed commissioner, Mr. George Herring,
back Bohemia for the Spring Cup, she will about win ; and
I hear that his lordship borrowed a horse of Mr. Hughes—
most probably Flash-in-the-Pan—to try the mare with, but
the betting would tell whether the private spin came off well
or not. The three which will beat the field are Bohemia,
Costa, and Brilliant, and of these I must stand solely by