The time is not yet ripe--(has anyone _ever_ seen time get ripe, I wonder?)--for disclosing what I know about the Cesarewitch--(I never know whether I've spelt that correctly or not!--and the more you look at it the "wronger" it seems!)--but I may mention that I've heard great accounts of _Kingkneel_, who was bought the other day for Sir GREENASH BURNLEY (the latest favourite of fortune, and beloved of the ring)--and had he not earned a penalty--(this expression ought to be changed, as it implies, to my mind, which is an _excellent_ average sample; a misdemeanor)--by winning a paltry thousand pounds race somewhere; I really believe the Cesare--no!--not again!--was at his mercy--but now, as the turf-writer puts it--"I shall look elsewhere!"--as if _that_ would make any difference!--but of this race, more anon, and meantime, those who are fond of the "good things" of this life must not miss my selection for the big race of next week at Kempton--on the Jubilee Course, which said course, I am told, is by no means a Jubilee for the jockeys, owing to the danger in "racing for the bend." There are several horses entered who seem to have great chances, making the race as difficult as a problem in _Euclid_--but my selection will most certainly be "there, or thereabouts," which is a comforting, if somewhat vague reflection. Yours truly, LADY GAY. DUKE OF YORK STAKES SELECTION. The muse is dull!--the day is dead! And vain is all endeavour To light afresh the poet's spark-- I _can't_ find a rhyme for the winner, _Iddesleigh_, P.S.--Really it's most thoughtless of owners to harass one with such names! * * * * * "IN THIS STYLE, TWO-AND-SIX." (IN THE POUND). SIR,--I have been much struck with the suggestion to do without hats, and have made trial of the system. It has also made trial of _me_, in the way of colds in the head, bronchial catarrh, &c., but I still persevere. _It's so much cheaper!_ I have sold my stock of old hats for half-a-crown, and calculate that I shall save _quite three shillings per annum_ by not buying new ones. Surely anybody can see that this is well worth doing! I am now seriously contemplating the possibility of _doing without boots_! Yours truly, SAVE THE SAXPENCES.