The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-10-18
No. z.
Adam Lindsay Gordon.
How we Beat the Favorffe.

Beat the Eavorife A Lay of the Loanshre Hunt Cup.
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s. Ia .spaS his own hand " 1870 his health having
ssYE, squire" said Stevens, "hey back him ut evens;
Se51fTS) The if all over bar shouting they say;
NEThe Clown Ought to beat her; Dick Neville is sweeter
aN8W Than everhc swcars he can win all way.
W&sAdo "a gentleman rider--well, I'm outsider,
o<SsssA But if he's gent who the mischiefs jock'
You swes mostly blunder, Dick rides for the plumber
He rides, too like thundcr-he sits like rock
'1Io calls hunted fairly a horse that has barely
Been stripped for trot within sight OF the hounds,
horse that at Warwick beat Birdline and Yorick,
And gave Abdelkader at Aintree nine pounds
"They say We have no test to warrant protes
Dick rides for lord and stands in with stewards
The light Of their faces they show him--hs case is
Preudgcd and his verdict already secured
"Dut none can outlast her, and few travel faster,
She strides in her work clean away from Tho Drag
You hold her and sit her, sho couldn't be filter,
Whenever you hit her she'll spring like stag.
"And p'rap green jacket at odds though they back It,
May fall, there's no knowing what may turn up.
The mare quito ready, sit still and ride steady,
Keep cool; and think you may win just the cup.
Some parting injunction, bestowed with great junction.,
tried to recall but forgot like Ounce
When Reginald Murray, full tilt on White Surrey,
Came down in hurry to start US at once
Darkbrown with muze just stripped for the tussle
Stood Isoult, arching her neck to the curb
lean head and fiery, strong quarters and why,
A loin rather light, but shoulder superb.
keep back in the yclow Come up othello!
Hold Hard the Chestnut! Turn round on The Drag
Keep back there on Sparan Back you sir, in tartan!
So, steady there, easy" and down went the flag.
We started and Kerr made strong running on Mermaid
that % stake.and-
The crack. half extended looked bloodke and splendid
wide the right where the headland was sound
I pulled hard to BATTLE her rush with the anaffle
Before her two-thirds of the fields got away,
All through pasture where floods OF the last year
Still lotered, they clothed my crimson with clay.
The fourth fence waffle Monk and Blue bottle,
Tho Drag came to grief the blackthom and ditch,
The rails toppled over Redoubt and Red Rover
The lane stopped Lycurgus and Leceershire WITCH
She passed like Kildare and Cock Sparrow
And Mantrap and Mermaid refused the stone wall;
And Giles The Greylng came down at the pallns,
And was left sailing in front OF them all.
7 took them a. burstcr eascd her nursed her
Until the Black Bufnch led into the plough,
And through the strong bambe we bored with scramble
My cap knocked off by the hazel.ree bough.
Where burrows looked lighter drew the rein tighter;
Her dark chest all dapped with flakes Of white foam
Her tanks despatched week rail she shattered
We landed turf our heads turned for home
Then crashed a low binder, and then close behind her
The sward O the strokes of the favorite shook
His rush reused her mee, yet ever so little
She shortened her stride we raced at the brook.
she rose when I hit her. I the stream glitter,
A wide scarlet nostril flashed close to my knee,
Between ky and The Clown and caught her
Tho snace that he cleared n caution to
And forcing the running, dscardlng all cunning,
A length o tho front went the rider IN green;
A long strip of subbe and then the big double
Two stiff fights of rails with quickest between
al knee DrasDh her..
found my hands give to her strain on the bit,
She rose when The Clown did-our silks as we bounded
Br,saed lightly, our stilrups clashed loud lit
A rise steeply sloping, fence with stone coping
The last--we diverged round the base OF inc hli;
His path was the his leap was the clearer,
logged up the straight and he led sitting SUI.
She came to his quarter and on still brought her,
Aud I'm to his eirth, to his breast.plate she drew;
short PRAYER from Neville just reached meiThe Devil"
Ia mutteed.-locied level the hurdles we few.
A hun Of hoarse cheering. dense crowd careerng,
All sights obscurely, all shouts vaguely heard;
"TIe green wins "The crmson;
The multitude swims on,
And fp1res are blended and features blurred
orhe horse is her mastery" he green FORCES past herr"
8" "The Clown wins" "The Clowns
The white railing with all the white faces,
The chestnut outpaces, outsretches the brown
On still past gateway she strains in the straightway
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