Owner. "Why didn't you ride as I told you? Didn't I tell you to force the pace early and come away at the corner?"
Jockey. "Yes, m'Lord, but I couldn't very well leave the horse behind."
AT NEWMARKET.--Lady Plongère (to Sir Charles Hamidoot). Oh! Sir Charles, please put me a tenner each way on the favourite.
Sir Charles. But will you repay me the money laid out?
Lady P. (sweetly). Of course I will, if I win.
[Sir C. forgets to execute the commission.
Jockey (whose horse has broken down). "Thought you said it was as good as a walk over?"
Trainer. "Well, ain't you walkin' over?"]
Even the "Derby" had its primeval counterpart.
Brown. "Confound it! Done again! I lose on every race. (To barber.) Here's your shilling."
Barber. "Couldn't think of taking it, sir. Just won £500 on the Hascot Cup!"
SPORTING EVENT--A RECORD
