MOTES AND COMMENTS. Talking about doubles, for it is nic 9 to talk about 'em and fancy we are winning— despite that, liko the heroine in the play, disillusionment comes usually at the end of the first act to most of vs — at the present time nothing is shaping more attractively than Edwin Brett's "I've got a Chorus with a bewtiful Refrain," and Cromwell's "Don't Take Me Home." They are not horses, you say. No, but they produce horselaughs, and to laugh heartily in these days, when Sol has gone wrong in the suspensory ligament, and is moving so deucedly short, is one of the best preparations for engendering enthusiasm. Enthusiasm, so we learn in the classics, was half-sister to Hope, and without tho latter, how can you expect to name it in two. Go to Cinderella! and doubles and trebles will come as easy as cracking wheezes do to Brett, Cromwell, and Payne. The Wellington ponies cent across to Sydney during the last few months have not made their owners landlords of terraces of houses. Distant fields may be green, but that is not the normal tint of the gentle shepherds who watch their flocks at Kensington and Victoria and Roseberry Parks— the principal Sydney pony rendezvous. The only feature about them reminiscent of the shepherd era is the "crook." Merrie Oliver has started twice, but as he was both merrie and big, naturally he did not thrust himself into the limelight. At pne of the meetings Merrie Oliver competed at, a pony named Selina dropped dead. The racecourse Funidos was on hand, as usual. Says he : "Selina had to be carted away bub I see Merrie Oliver walked off by himself. That was perhaps the result of being merrie and fat. At Roseberry Park (old "Robbery" Park of ten years agone), Maid of All Work pulled up so lame that her racing career was at an end, and The Workman mare was sold for a hundred for stud purposes. Tumufr is looking extremely well; ditto Osiris, and both are likely to thrive on the, other side. - in the big Kensington Steeple, run on Saturday next, Kiatere has gone back to a long price— well on m double figures. The favourite is Grafnax, who was said to have been unlucky when Pilot beat him at Randwick in the Autumn. At a couple of points longeicome Bribery and Snob, and then Pilot. In the Derby, according to. English exchanges just to hand, Sir Martin was the actual first favourite, but he had only a call of half a point over Minoru m the wagering when the horses went to the post. The two favourites were running together— almost side by side, in fact — when the approach to Tattenham Corner was made. Here a good deal of crowding took place, and Sir Martin was brought on his knees, his jockey, J. H. Martin, being thrown out of the saddle. This contretemps sadly interfered with William the Fourth, who had to be pulled out to avoid colliding with Sir Martin. Despite this, William made up such a lot of ground that he was only half a length away from Minoru and Louviers at the finish, and on this performance many good judges are expecting the son of William the Third to turn the tables on the pair in the Doncaster St. Leger. When Sir Martin lost his rider he was going wonderfully well, and it is evident that in this colt the Americans have got hold of a hummer — another Iroquois or Foxhall. The Oaks winner, Perola, was ridden by Wootton, whose first classic winner it was. Dean Swift, who was beaten in the City and Suburban by White Eagle, beat Mr. Hall Walker's horse in tho Coronation Cup, run oa Derby, Day. In discussing the C.J.C. Grand National Steeple Handicap, a Southern writer evidently labours under the impression that Eurus, in his second essay at Hastings last month, carried 12.3. The official weekly gives this weight in. its report of the racing, but it is incorrect. Eurus carried 11.9, and Jack Pot 12.3. The fact that Mr. Rutherford's horse ran off when less than half the journey had been traversed quite justifies the handicapper, if I may venture to say so, in disregarding such form. As the Southern critic was inclined to think Eurus badly treated in being dropped from 12.3 to 11.3, it will be interesting to see what he will say when he learns that the concession, instead of being a stone, is merely 61b. And yet, should Eurus prove a gentleman on the day and not a "pointer," who can say he has not got a chanco with U. 3? In last National, the Evroclydon gelding covered far more grcyoid than any of the others, yet at the finish he beat Le Beau comfortably al i difference of lib. Now there is only four pounds between the pair — but I have not met any one who thinks Le Beau a badly handicapped horse. He is in fact nicely placed, but on last August's form, wherever he is, there should Eurus be also— provided the man at the wheel can port the helm hard enough to keep the iron-jawed beauty on his course. I am Indebted to the kindness of one of my readers for a very fine photo of Multiform— taken in his thrse.-year-old days. The more I look at the photos of Multiform and Provocation, the more striking does their close resemblance appear. As two-year-olds, perhaps Multiform was a shade straighter in front and longer behind the saddle than Provocation, otherwise point for point they compare equally well. I suppose by tho end of this or the beginning of next Provocation, with his mates, Will be shipped to Sydney. THE BLADE.
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THE TURF., Evening Post, Volume LXXVIII, Issue 7, 8 July 1909
THE TURF. Evening Post, Volume LXXVIII, Issue 7, 8 July 1909
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