Here we were confronted by a very stiff bullfinch, with what appeared to be a gate in the middle of it. There is not much time for inspection on these occasions, and, seeing no daylight through the black fence, I kept on my course for the gate. As I approached it, I realised it was not a gate, but a high barrier beyond a drinking-place. It was too late to change my mind, and I held on, Nora Creina, my mare, carrying the rails into the next field and letting several others through the gap we made. I saw several falling at the bullfinch, and among them Mr. Jarvis, who got a nasty kick in the face, and displayed a thing like a concertina afterwards, which he alleged he had worn on his head. Two fences from home Mr. Elliott Lees caught me, and ere we got into the straight had me settled, as Nora could not get up the hill. This was the first and last time I ever resorted to the spur with her, and when I found she could not answer to it, we accepted our fate. The result of the race was-- TWELVE-STONE CLASS. Mr. Elliott Lees’ b g Damon by Wild Charlie, owner 1 Mr. A. E. Pease’s gr m Nora Creina by Lord Gough, owner 2 Mr. Hermon Hodges’ b m Lady Evelyn, Lord E. Hamilton 3 Sir Savile Crossley’s ch g Chaff, owner 0 Mr. Hermon Hodges’ Hartlebury, owner 0 Mr. Muntz’s Duchess, owner 0 Mr. Mildmay’s Discretion, owner 0 Mr. Yerburgh’s Schoolboy, owner 0 FOURTEEN-STONE CLASS. Mr. W. H. Long’s b g Crusader, owner 1 Hon. G. Wyndham’s ch m Daffodil, owner 2 Mr. Hermon Hodges’ ch g The Don, Mr. Jarvis 3 Mr. Cyril Flower’s b g No Name, owner 0 Mr. H. L. Lawson’s b g Hedgehog, owner 0 Mr. Long, Mr. Mildmay, Mr. Jarvis, Mr. Lawson, and Mr. Cyril Flower, fell. I rode a very bad race, due to want of knowledge of my mare’s powers and the distance of the course, but these disadvantages I shared in common with my colleagues. I felt the justice of Captain “Bay” Middleton’s opinion, which I overheard, and these were the last words I ever heard him speak. Some one remarked that my mare went magnificently. “Yes,” said Bay; “but she was damned badly ridden,” and he knew something of what he was talking about. The following year, however, we did something to retrieve our character, as, with a turn of luck, we won over a bigger country, and defeated the winner of 1889 and 1890--coming in first with great ease. I have found the following lines, written after the race, by Mr. W. Philpotts Williams:-- THE SENATORS’ RACE, 1891.