Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-06-11

the Earl Of Chesterfield, the cadaverous
worn out, false-looking face of the young
Marquis of Hastings, the handsome, full
bearded Duke of Newcastle, and the red
shock head of the young Duke of Ham.
ilton.
80 THE PRINCE OF WALES.
Suddenly there is hushed pause in
the noisy throng in the ring. All eyes
are instantly turned to the entrance of
the grand stand. A magnificently APP
pointed barouche, drawn by four splen-
did bays. with postillions wearing scarlet
liveries, dashes up. Cheer after cheer
rings from the multitude, and all hats
are respectfully removed as England S
future monarch steps from his carriage,
accompanied by the Duke of Cambridge,
the Duke of Sutherland, Earl Spencer,
and the Marquis of Aylesbury. For a
while the royal party are the observed Of
all observers; but business must be at
tended to, and ere long, with the excep-
ton of few country people who have
never seen him before, and who would
stare at him for three days if he remained
there, little notice is taken of the Prince
of Wales.
THE sADDLING PADDOCK.
In the saddling paddock there is no
great crowd all is comparatively quiet;
for the entrance fee is high, and few,
save those who are Immediately inter-
ested in the horses, are to be seen there.
Carefully clothed and attended with the
greatest solicitude, some five and twenty
or thirty of the most magnificent race
horses in the world are walking quietly
about in the care of their respective
grooms, totally unconscious of the fear
full effort they will soon be called upon
to make. A small crowd of admirers
surround each, scan them narrowly with
eager anxious eye, and are happy if
they can catch one word of hope from
the owner or the trainer. One after
another the horses are unclothed, and
saddled and bridled for the great trial;
the prominent veins, the bright, quick,
nervous glancing eye, the fine Goat,
glossy as satin, the noble carriage of the
head, the proudly expanding nostril, all
procaiming the excellence of their
training and the purity of their blood.
Girths, stirrup, halters and brides are
carefully inspected, small lad is lifted
into the saddle, the gate out of the pad
dock is opened, and unbeknown to the
noisy, busy crowd, the pride and beauty
of Englands racing stables walk quietly
round the back of the hin to the starting
post, the jockeys chatting as coelly to
one another as though they were simply
going out for exercise. NH faf
I THE SCENE.
On the hillsides are thousands of car
riages, drags and wagonettes, so intri-
cately packed that it is a marvel how
they are ever extricated after the day is
over; all crowded with lively occupants,
chattering, smoking, eating
cold chicken or pigeon pie, drinking
champagne like water out of tumblers,
and seemingly forgetful Of the races, |
which are, after all, rather the excuse
for, than the object of, their excursion.
Higher up the hill are dancing and
booths; booths which are
strictly confined to the business of the
day and where you can back any horse
IN the race by stalking deposit, but
whose proprietors You will in all proba-
,ility be unable to find after the race is
,ver if you have won your money;
,ooths where you can be weighed and |
measured for two pence; booths where
'ou can have your boots and clothes rub
,ed for six pence; booths where you can
lave three SHES n penny; and, when
rou have accumulated a heap of gro
esque toys at your feet, for which you
lave no earthly use, whose proprietors
re willing to take them back again,
owing you dozen shies " at their own
leads at twenty PAGES, by way of consid-
ration; booths where you will find Aunt
,ally, thimble rig, prick the garter, and
he wheel of fortune; while men who
hout and bawl till they are black in the
ace that they are willing for a small
rife to impart to you cOnfdentially the
anne Of the horse which is certain to
rin the race; negro minstrels of de-
idedly Caucasian type of feature; aero
ats, performing dogs, brass bands, bar
Ell organ grinders. gymnasts, tumblers,
ipsy fortune-tellers, and half-maddened
ogs meet you at every step and in all
irections.
THE RACE.
The noise, the din, the incessant crack
Y of the target guns, the popping Of {
hampagne corks, and the FIRE of chat,
tterly confuse you, and throw your
,nses into state of perfect bewilder-
Ient, which You are just beginning TO
ink unbearable, when there is a sudden 7
ause, which almost startles you, fol- 2
wed in a moment by frantic yells of
I Yes; they re off They OFF, Stranger S
Iough you be, you instinetively catch /
e meaning OF these cries, and instantly, h
0ugh you can as yet see nothing, you
e alive to the fact that the great Eng ii
h Derby race, on which, perhaps, i,
'uple of millions. sterling is depending, :
ID whose result viii, in a few short
inutes. be flashing on the electric wire !:
all parts Of the world. is being run. r
You peer curiously around you. Many !;
e grave; some few are pale, and their :
Is are c0lorless; al are eager, trem- 3
ing and excited. For minute and p
ree-quarters the feeling Of suspense is 81
ost intense, and then a small, compact o.
idy Of horses comes sweeping swiftly
und Tattenham Corner. Cries Of d
iats of, Orange leads "Violet's CT
cad, Cherry wins echo along the c.