looked as fresh and firm as a foal, and was a great contrast to Voltigeur's half sister Vaultress, who is small, and (no wonder) very stale. Exact was "intended" by John Osborne for this race, and Lambton for the Eglinton Stakes, and he had directed his London commissioner to back the mare at £350 to £100. Oddly enough, "Mr. Commissioner" backed the mare for the Eglinton Stakes by mistake; so she was obliged to go for it, and very cleverly did she win it too; Grapeshot, a very useful short-legged horse and nephew to Voltigeur, and who had run The Queen, to a head, over this very course, being beaten right away. He is the property of Mr. Milner, who has removed his horses from Atkinson's care to John Osborne's. The Colt Saplings had some nice specimens amongst them. Pitfall, somehow or other, escaped our ken; but we liked the look of Eulogist, a chesnut Irish Birdcatcher of the Placid cut. Mr. Sykes did great credit to the Royston training; but he is very large and leggy, with the ugly head and still uglier action of his sire. Vindex is a very fine animal, but not so level as his brother Vanguard, and with round and rather drooping quarters. The Northumberland groom turned out very creditably for a nonprofessional, and seemed in a very much less hurry to get home than "rough riders" usually are, while, with true Northumbrian caution, he kept himself clear, at the expense of a wider sweep at the turn, of the quartet of Newmarket artistes. It was right pleasant to see Sir Charles Monck, before the start, engaged in a close confab with his rustic groom and rider, and it reminded one of the " good old times," before horses got pulled with a view to handicaps, and villages, as well as training stables, had their turf champions. We could not help thinking what a "President of all he surveys" this selfsame rider, "T. Ewart" would be, when he reached the land of the "black diamonds" again, with a long yarn of the "heavy blow and great discouragement" he had inflicted on Alfred Day and Co. The party very confidently expects to win the Champagne Stakes with this horse; but he must do some strong work before that event, as he was very lusty. We should fancy that Sir Charles will hardly venture to encounter the "terribly high-bred" cattle he will meet there without putting a regular jockey up. Oddly enough, his friends could not induce him to put his colt in the Derby or St. Leger. If he had been in them, his market price would have been now something like 4,000 gs. By the side, however, of Iago's lovely daughter, The Queen, nearly all the other two-year-olds at the meeting looked very shady. Well might her breeder, the veteran Mr. Allen, give her a fond kiss as she returned to scale, and declare that the Oaks and St. Leger were within her grasp ! She is one of the cleanest limbed creatures we ever looked at, and beautifully coupled up; but our only fear is that she will, like Ellen Middleton, grow too large and leggy, and not do herself justice till her important season is over. William Rufus was a nice level horse, very much resembling his brother, but taller; and Lord Lieutenant was, like all the Red Deers, very fine and large. We should fancy that this horse would get most splendid carriage horses, and that Old England would be equally successful in the hunter line; but we distrust them both as race-horse sires. Ann Eliza gave herself a great many airs, and was obliged to be led in her gallop by "jolly" Broughton in his sheets, who reminded us very much of Lanercost at his age. Young Beverlac is a neat sort of horse,

and made a most desperate demonstration for victory at the stand, but could never reach The Queen.

The scratching of Augur for the St. Leger was the principal event of Thursday afternoon, and hence this stable will not be represented in the St. Leger. Gossamer has been to pieces ever since Epsom, and Augur's legs have been in that unsound state that he has for some time back been unable to do his regular work for any one week together. There is no doubt that if his legs had kept right he would have run a good horse in the dry, and a very good one in the wet. We have an impression that the Irish Birdcatchers, as a lot, will be found fearfully speedy at two years old, and queer on their pins afterwards. He looked, as might have been expected from his infirmity, very hurried in his preparation at Epsom, and it now seems that the stable's best policy would have been never to have put him in training for that event at all. It is said that his noble owner will probably run no more horses for the Derby. A good joke is current at Richmond of the quantity of letters which were received by the stable from officious friends during his training. One recommended different ventilation, another different water, and at last came one, signed " A Retired Vet," on the subject of bran mashes, which proved to have been written by a sporting old cobbler ! !

King of Trumps, a very pretty fac simile of old Velocipede, was also reported to be a doubtful starter; but the Songstress story about sand between the shoe and the hoof did not meet with very much credence, nor weaken the faith of the "vocalists of The Ring. Once again on the race course for "the third and last time," we saw Bird-on-the-Wing carrying Hiett over three miles like a swallow, and Polly, a heavy carcased Roman-nosed daughter of Lanercost, cutting down that pretty Hetman Platoff filly, Senorita, and two other favourites, in no time; while poor Charlton got a terrible roll on Puritan, who went down in a heap. Then did an eager cluster round two sheeted figures near the Middlethorpe turn betoken that the Exeter lot was approaching down the course. Was'nt there just a rush! His Lordship had declared to win with Ilex, and had retained Marlow for him, but he is only a pretty unassuming sort of horse, with very little stuff about him. Stockwell, on the contrary, is a great powerful animal of full sixteen hands high, and cast in the same mould as his St. Leger winning father. His back is excellent, his thighs as powerful as a horse's well can be, and his legs thoroughly sound and all "wire." His great peculiarity is in the laying of his neck, which gives one an impression that he is somewhat short shouldered, and his quarters are rather plain. We should say that his action is rather awkward, and that Norman rode him in his usual inartistic sprawling style. Three years of riding alongside his Newmarket brethren ought to have done more for him than it has. Tramp was, if we remember rightly, a small short round sort of horse, not unlike Captious, and Billy Richardson was much more pretty than quick. The Sally Warfoot colt is a large heavy quartered animal, and Womersley is a well furnished horse, with plenty of size, a "starve at grass "neck, and a sleepy disposition. King-Fisher was a racinglooking animal, and went well; and Longbow is an eminent "conversationist," with plenty of length and bone, and takes very much after his grandfather, Touchstone, in his points generally. He got off last in the extreme right of the course, but he got into a straight line all the

Dockeray will very probably be in the saddle, and Nat mount Harbinger, of whom, as there is no hill to climb, his party still predict great things, and uncommonly fond they were of him at York. Houlakin may perhaps go, with Sly up, to clear the way for him. Trousseau lacks power, and is not much grown or improved since last year, and looked very fine-drawn and nervous at Epsom. At Manchester she ran in a very slovenly style, and has not been out since. If she does come forth at the sound of the St. Leger bell, she will perhaps have Alfred Day on her back. We should not be surprised if, before the day, the most extravagant reports go forth about Lapidist, viz., that the Column and 2,000 guinea running was all wrong, and that he can gallop now with the ball out of the small end of a rifle. When we saw him on the latter day, he was as tall and as plain an animal as we ever looked over. His quarters were as shabby as needs be, and there is daylight under him for ever, and he seems to walk on his toes. Rogers will no doubt steer him or The Nabob, and Bumby undertake Alfred the Great, whose friends still say that the world has not seen his real form. Job Marson is generally assigned to Caracara, a stout-looking well-made animal, of whom Lord Glasgow is very fond. It is rumoured that his lordship was dissatisfied at the way in which little Goater rode his horse for the Northumberland Plate, as he was quite unable to hold him together, and that he challenged Mr. Meiklam at the same weight over the Newmarket T. M. M., provided that Stilton's 6 stone was raised to 8 stone 7lbs., and Caracara's 4 stone 10lbs., in proportion, thus enabling him to "put a man up." This offer Mr. M. at once declined. In the Two Year Old Stakes, The Queen has 7lbs. extra, with Belgravia, Lambton, Mabella, &c., to meet, and we should not wonder to see her make the attempt. Orelio, Captious, and High Sheriff will, perhaps, fight out the Scarborough; and Longbow, Womersley, Alfred the Great, and Attack seem likely starters among the 84 for the Doncaster Stakes. Bird-onthe-Wing, Caloric, Mickleton Maid filly, Lady Harriet, and Glenluce form leading items in the Park Hill entries, and the Eglinton Stakes has also "drawn well," while Lord Glasgow's Tramp ought to be able to lead Sackbut in the 200 Guinea Stakes. For the Cup, some anticipate a second edition of the Goodwood struggle between Teddington (with, we trust, his old jockey up,) and Kingston, the former (as Nat rode 2lbs. over weight) having 6lbs. the better of the weights. Such a race would be enough to stamp any meeting, especially if Stilton and Black Doctor bear a hand in it. Then hey for Doncaster!

"GOING TO BUSINESS."

DESIGNED AND ENGRAVED BY H. BECKWITH.

However well the grousing season may have promised-and reports, as usual, were tolerably unanimous on this point-we are afraid we shall not proceed to the other business of the trigger under by any means such encouraging auspices. "A bad year for birds" is the complaint