The Sun.
London, England, 1858-10-25 00:00:00

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NEWMARKET RA( ~ES.

(THIS DAY.)

(BY ELECTRIC TELEGRAPH.)

£5O HANDICAP PLATE.

Sichteus

Trabuco

Maid of Mnsham filly
Nineteen ran. Won by two lengths. Three 3engths
between second and third. Kestrel paid fc,rfeit.
HANDICAP SWEEPSTAKES OF 25 SO VS. D.M.
Mentmore . ..... 1
Katherine Logic
Four ran.
SWEEPSTAKES OF 10 SOUS. D.M.

Rhisus
Ferndale
2
Four ran.
SELLING HANDICAP.

Miss Partridge
•
Odd-Fellow
Ton ran. 2
HANDICAP SWEEPSTAKES OF 50 SOVS.
Peter Flat
0 0'
Lord of Lorn .... 0
Orianda
..... 3
My Niece and Pavilion also ran.
£5O MAIDEN PLATE FOR TWO-YR-OLDS.
Br to Chanoinesse
Madame Moet •.. 2

Fourteen ran.
CRITERION STAKES.

North Lincoln 1
Promised Land
King at Arms 3
Nuffield
Four ran. Won by a length.
SWEEPSTAKES OF 1.0 SOVS.

Olympus
Flying Englishman..
11111111 2

Fire ran.
MATCH—Harry teat Bonita.
MATCH—Killigrew beat Brown Middleton.

LATEST BETTING.
CAMBRIDGESHIRE.

6to 1 agst Leontes
7to 1 agst Zouavo
100 to 8 agst Ancient Briton
1.5 to 1 agst Prioress (taken)
15 to 1 agst The Brewer
20 to 1 agst Rocket
33 to 1 agat Scribbler (taken)

SPORTING NOTES.

THE CAMBRIDGESHIRE.

Like Sir Charles Coldstream, people affect to look at The
Cambridgeshire, and " see nothing in it." They see
nothing in the retirement and advancement of Leontea,
they see nothing in the retrogression of Blanche of Middlebie,
and they see nothing in the "upward tendency" of The
Ancient Briton. Now, the simple fact is, that the New-
market folk have made up their minds that the winner of
The Cambridgeshire will bo either Zouave or Leontes, and
really they have made up their minds to some purpose,
for noimithstanding the kostilitywhich the Duke of Bedford's
horse encountered on Friday, persons are, at my present writ-
ing, anxious to take 7to 1 about him. The horse is as well as
his " fondest" friends could desire, and why " liberties "
were taken with him at Manchester I am at a loss to ima-
gine. Zouave gallops free and well. He seems as strong
as a lion, but he has a will of his own, and, as Mr. Bucket
would say, "that's agin him." Indeed, the French party
are divided between him and Geolette, whom they say will
reverse the running for the French Cesarewitch. If any
foreigner wins the race, however, it will be Zouave. All
sorts of reports are circulated about the trial of
Ancient Briton, who, it is said in some quarters, has
been " put through the mill" with Blanche of Mid•
dlebie, whilst others affirm that Saunterer was the
Schoolmaster. I do not believe that the black 'un
was in the trial, but I do believe that Ancient Briton has
done something to satisfy his party as to the soundness of
his pretensions. But then, how about his race with
Leontes in the First October? Aye, there's the.rub. If
that performance be correct, the Ancient Briton may, in the
dubious phraseology of the ring, be "put out with our
washing." The running of the Ancient Briton at Doncaster
must not be forgotten.

For the Brewer I have a decided partiality, and, despite
the sneers respecting his being only a " steeplechaser," I
shall be much mistaken if he do not prove that he possesses
a good turn of speed. His owner—no bad judge—fancies
the horse has a great chance, and I am induced to believe
in the correctness of his opinion. Rocket must not be
slightingly regarded, albeit the Brewer ought, acoording to
the Cesarewitch form, to keep him safe.
Prioress is a wonderfully game mare, but although she
is not so slow as the animal dessribed by the hero of Slick-
ville, :and which took a week to gallop off a cabbage leaf,
yet she will not be fast enough for a Cambridgeshire. Of
her stable companions, Barbarity and Eclipse, I have no
expectations. Ignoramus does not please me, and he is too
lumbering a goer and possesses scarcely speed enough to
enable him to pull through in so severe a race. Volta.
showed good form both at Newcastle and at Stockton, and
I shall be much disappointed if she do not run forward for
this race. Her chance is " fancied" by John Scott, who is
seldom over sanguine.

The Physalis colt is said to be all to pieces, and I am
therefore compelled to withhold the good opinion which I
once entertained of his chance. Scribbler i so uncertain
that I dare not trust him, although even i success would
cause me no surprise. Count Batthyany has much confi-
dence in the prowess of his Farmer's Son, and, really, his
faith is well founded. The horse is, perhaps, as trust-
worthy an outsider as one needs throw a trifle away upon.
Eurydice will shut up in the first half of the distance.
Lambourn is not, I fancy, as well as could be expected, and
to refer to the other, would be superfluous. To be bold I
shall disregard the French horse, and place my hopes in
either

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