A NOVEL SORT OF TIP.

Grey River Argus, Volume XIV, Issue 1788, 29 April 1874, Page 3

A NOVEL SORT OF TIP.

Mrs Clifton, the wife of a wine merchant in the Old Jewry, in London, one night in the winter of 1844 dreamed a dream, that be saw the Derby won by a bay horse, whose jockey wore a brown body, crimson sleeves, and green cap; and wanted to back it for ten or twenty pounds. Her husband, as most husbands would do, pooh-poohed the dream, but being worried to death about it, borrowed the Racing Calendar for the sake of getting a little peace and quietness, and a discontinuance of the Caudle lectures with which he had been favored. Looking in the lists of colors, he could find none like those which had appeared to hi« spouse in her midnight vision, and he thought the matter ended. Bat not so, for the lady dreamed a second and a third time in succession that the Derby was won by a horse ridden as she had seen before. There was no withstanding this treble event, and Mr Clifton promised to take the lady to Epsom, and see whether she could be right in her conjectures. He was as good as his word, and strange to say, between the publication of the Book Calendar and the Derby Day, Mr Gratwicke had changed his colors from drab with green sleeves to chocolate and crimson, which appeared for the first time on Doleful, the favorite. Upon this being pointed out to her, she was asked if she wanted to back him. "No," she replied ; "my horse's jockey had a green cap, and I shall stick to him." Scarcely had she uttered the words before Mr Gratwicks's other horse, the Merry Monarch, went by her with. Foster Bell in a green cap, to distinguish him from his brother. " There he is !" she exclaimed, in a state of frantic excitement, and, sending herr, husband into the ring, he got 2000 to 20 about the Merry Monarch, for her, in less time than he could write it down, and half an hour afterwards saw the money landed and the wife dream verified.