Returning to Town that evening he records his day's dealings in this manner: Lost. Won. _L s. d. L s. d._ Breathing Time 1 0 0 -- Taddenham 1 10 0 -- Aminta I. 2 0 0 -- Giddy Gertie -- -- Transformation 3 10 0 -- Likely Case -- 1,000 0 0 Expenses: Return ticket, entrances, three double b. & s., etc. 2 0 4 -- --------- ----------- 10 0 4 1,000 0 0 10 0 4 ------------ Balance L989 19 8 I may mention that the official s.p. of 20 to 1 on Likely Case is distinctly cramped. On the course it was possible to obtain more generous terms and lay only 19 to 1 on. Thus one sportsman by careful observance of my principle has stacked up a goodly array of chips towards his winter's keep. All this goes to show that if a man will bet sanely and avoid "going for the gloves" he can make a modest competence on the Turf. This afternoon the Vale Selling Plate of 300 sovs. is down for decision. To fill my space I cannot do better than give a list of PROBABLE STARTERS AND JOCKEYS. st. lb. MAYANA 9 7 Digby. AVIGNON 9 3 Harris. WISE UNCLE 8 7 Holmes (O.) PERIWIG 7 7 Benny. BEATUS 7 0 Peters. In Nurseries, Weight-for-age races and so on I make it a rule to give only one selection, but in a struggle of this importance I expect to receive a little more latitude. Of these, then, I take Mayana and Periwig to beat the field. At the same time I feel strongly that Wise Uncle's form at Kempton was not correct, and that he will nearly win, if he can beat Beatus, who seems to be let in nicely at 7 st. All the above will be triers, but it is doubtful whether any amount of trying will enable them to beat Avignon, whose chances I am content to support. I conclude by wishing my readers a good time over this race. * * * * * =NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.= THE WORM. The worms, the worms, the wriggly worms, They keep on eating earth, And always in the grossest terms Complain about their birth; They have no eyes, they have no eyes, They cannot read a book; I wonder if they realise What dreadful things they look. The trowel cuts them quite in half, It is a bitter cup; They give a sour sardonic laugh And sew the pieces up; They sew them up and wind away With seeming unconcern, But oh, be careful! one fine day I hear the worm will turn.