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"Oh! aye, indeed, sir. Cap'n and his brother drove over here yesterday, and one of the young ladies-asked when coaches was timed to come in-Tally-ho! Wonder, and Sovereign. Told 'em, but couldnt say 'xactly arrival,-expecting worse fall o' snow."

"Hope I may be so bold as to offer a glass of negus," said the landlady, her daughter was mixing and stirring at the bar, and we duly acknowledged the polite attention as we gratefully imbibed it.

"Chaise-up!" cried the head waiter--and slipping the customary shillings into the customary paws of the customary expectants-amidst sundry courtesies, bowings, and bobbings, away we rattle in that noisiest, coldest, and inost inconvenient of locomotives ever constructed for all purposes save fast travelling -a post-chaise.

It was past ten o'clock, and a few stragglers only were about the streets, purchasers of uncostly trifles set out in some of the panes for temptation as gifts of the season, presents doubtless accompanied by -"words of so sweet breath composed

As made the things more rich."

The snow ceases.

"The moon is up, by Heaven; a lovely eve,"

and we get well over the ground. "Ha! ha! ha!" we chuckled, as we stamped our feet on the floor of the chaise, and the venerable tower of Whinford Church came into view, the Hall beyond it, every window nearly through the noble antiquated mansion irradiated with flickerings more or less significant of warmth, hospitality, and comfort. "Ha! ha! ha!" we exclaim:

-" our utmost sufferings on the coldest day A period terminates and joys repay."

The deeply-shadowed avenue passed. Oh! the welcome we received as we were almost carried through the portal, and, a hasty change of dress made, at close upon midnight we took the seat reserved for us between that darling cherub Cherry of eleven, and that beautiful Beatrice of twenty-two.

Our glasses filled,-Hark! the old church chimes the tardy quarters, as though loth to part with those solemn seconds, every stroke of "Twelve" o'clock our kindly host repeating-then came the loud “Hurrah!”—“ hurrah !” --“ hurrah!" and with simultaneous cheers, and joyful words and wishes, we vociferate-as now-for all friends present and all friends absent

A HAPPY NEW YEAR!

STATE OF THE ODDS, &c.

SALES OF BLOOD STOCK.

By Messrs. Tattersall, at Newmarket, in the Houghton Meeting: Protection (brood mare), by Defence out of Testatrix, by Touchstone; in foal to North GS. Lincoln (Mr. Bernal)..

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Chesnut Colt, by General Williams out of Lady Bird, by The Sea (Mr. Able)
THE PROPERTY OF THE COUNT LA GRANGE,

HORSES IN TRAINING.

Stradella, b.m., 5 yrs., by The Cossack or Father Thames out of Creeping Jenny (Mr.

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Hospodar, b. c., 4 yrs., by Monarque out of Sunrise (Mr. Jennings)

Jainicoton, br. c., 4 yrs., by Faugh a Ballagh out of Belle de Nuit (Mr. Jennings)
Vivid, bk. f., 4 yrs., by Vedette out of Daisy (Mr. Jennings)

La Fronde, b. f., 2 yrs., by Womersley out of Balaclava (Mr. Jennings)
Saccharometer, 4 yrs., by Sweetmeat-Defamation (Mr. Connelly)

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General Longstreet, 3 yrs., by Skirmisher out of Desdemons, by Glencoe (Mr. Van
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THE DUKE OF ST. ALBAN'S STUD.

HORSES IN TRAINING.

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Sea King, b. c., 4 yrs., by Wild Dayrell-Golden Horn (Mr. Brayley)
Brindisi, ch. c., 3 yra., by Rataplan out of Mistletoe (Mr. Dowson)
Viceroy, b. c., 2 yrs., by Lambton out of the Queen (Dictator's dam) (Mr. Brayley) 160
Sussex S.ag, b. or br. c, 2 yrs., by Findon out of Sister to Hartley Buck (Mr. W.
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Kill'em and Eat'em, br. c., 2 yrs, by Vedette out of Rather High (Catch'em Alive's
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Trapeze, br. f., 2 yrs., by Voltigeur out of Trickstress (Mr. Brayley)

YEARLINGS.

Macdonald, b. c., by Lord of the Isles out of Laura Middleton (Mr. Pardoe)
King Christian, b. c., by Stockwell out of Ferrara, by Orlando (Mr. Campbell Wind-
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Bay Yearling Colt, Brother to Leicester, by Leamington out of Miss Nancy, by Cain
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Bay Yearling Colt, by Prime Minister out of Repentance (Stampedo's dam), by Annandale (Sir Joseph Hawley)

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Yearling Filly, by Trumpeter out Ninette (Mr. Lowther)

Yearling Filly, by Muscovite out of Little Finch (Mr. Johnson)
Chesnut Colt, 2 yrs., by Stockwell out of Mies Lavinia (Dr. Syntax's dam) (Mr.
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Prairie Bird, by Gladiator, dam by Voltaire, covered by Fantastic (Mr. Smith)
At Hyde Park Corner:

THE PROPERTY OF MR. MERRY.

Phemy, by Touchstone out of Phoebe, by Lamplighter; covered by Thormanby (Mr.
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Clotilde, by Touchstone out of Valentinai, by Velosipede (Mr. Dawson)
Filly, by Saunterer out of Mrs. Carter, 2 yrs. (Mr. Dawson)
Gibside, by The Cure out of Lady Hawthorn, 2 yrs. (Mr. Shirley)
THE PROPERTY OF SIR JOSEPH HAWLEY.

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Hag (dam of Gallus), by Cowl out of Cheshire Witch; served by Beadsman (Mr.
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Tingle, by Slane out of Vibration; served by Fitz-Roland (Count Batthyany)

Woldga, by West Australian out of Kalypyge, 4 yrs. (Mr. Langley)
Sans Mes, by Beadsman out of Aphrodite, 2 yrs. (Mr. Langley)
Washington, by Charleston out of Languish, 3 yrs. (Mr. Jones).

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THE 2,000 GUINEAS STAKES (May 2nd).-4 to 1 agat. Liddington.
The Room was not opened on Monday, Dec. 26tb, nor on Thursday, the 29th.

Printed by Rogerson and Tuxford, 246, Strand, London,

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COURSING MEETINGS IN FEBRUARY.

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"There he sat, and, as I thought, expounding the law and the prophets, until on drawing a little nearer, I found he was only expatiating on the merits of a brown horse."-BRACEBRIDGE HALL.

WAY BILL:—Mems of the Month-The late Mr. Greville-Stud NewsHunting-The New Tattersall's-Mr. Joy's Pictures of "The Corner". Sporting Reminiscences of Hampshire."

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certain sail interest has been attached to it by the death of Mr. Grevile, but on the whole it has been rather a weary month in London, and a trying one for the tempers of huntsmen. Bettors have made their lives miserable by endeavouring to discover whether Broomielaw or Breadalbane is the horse of Spring Cottage, and correspondents of papers can restrain their "noble rage" no longer, and send "a handicap of the Chester Cup in anticipation." There is no higher proof of the unwearied devotion of Englishmen to the pursuit they engage in than a man taking down all his books of reference, and giving himself up to such a bootless task. John Osborne's lucubrations in that little Ashgill parlour, when he reflects, like an alchemist among his crucibles and retorts, on published handicaps and Nurseries to come, are as nothing by the side of it.

Mr. Villebois has been doing his best to show the Prince sport in the game county,' but Lord Hastings has had far the best of the hunting. Apropos of the gun, a good story is going about in Norfolk, that at a place where H.R.H. shot lately, the head keeper had to be sent home, as the pheasants knew him so well they would not rise; but thinking his presence indicated 'feeding time,' dropped at his feet and perched on his shoulder.

Though our own boyish recollections of racing do not go farther back than General Chassé, Muley Moloch, and Inheritor, and those long shceted strings which seemed ever on the tramp along the Great North Road, we cannot quite fall in with the new generation, and we sadly grudge each veteran to the grave. Be it man or be it horse, "they have not," in our eyes, "left a wiser or better behind." The present fast age is not given to reverence their grey-haired seniors, but as regards Mr. Grevile, this line would find a universal endorsement, from the Premier himself to the youngest feather-weight. Even since '42, when Defence, Sultan, and Velocipede were living names; when poor Conolly and Coronation were the latest Derby pair; when Nat rode 6st. 10lb., and the Brothers Scott might be seen in council near the Turn of the Lands, Newmarket Heath has become quite a different spot. Thornhill with his greys and the phaeton, of which he perforce occupied some seven-ninths, and left the rest to his wife, is there no longer. Gully's form, erect as one of the Old Guard, in the blue surtout, does not sit his hack, cigar in mouth and card in hand, at the side of the cords. Lord Albemarle's curious features and small hat are not seen peeping out of his carriage. The Duke of Grafton and his umbrella have departed, and so have the broad shoulders of John Day as he was wont to canter whistling and talking to himself, with his saddle round his waist, to the Ditch stables, while Jem Robinson glides across the

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