The fourth race was a Handicap Plate of 1001., Ditch In; in the formation of which, there is a considerable display of knowledge. Mortgage, the winner, is made to run with Dumps, two years older than himself, at the same weight, giving Wings, a four-year-old (the age of himself), 12lb., receiving but 8lb. for the year from Sligo, a good fair nag. This, besides the fears occasioned to others, places Mortgage amongst the first class of Newmarket horses: yet, if words and actions could be made to agree, there are people in the North who fancy they could find something there that is able to give him a stone: should they try it, they may probably be taught to know what a mortgage really is. Sligo ran second, but was beat easy.

Fifty Pounds, for all ages, weights beginning at a feather for two-year-olds; three, 7st. 5lb. &c. &c. the last three miles of B. C. Heroine first, Rigmarole second; four others, two of them feathers, no where. Those who ought to know assert, that, had more running been made, Rigmarole could not have lost, as she is very slow but very stout; this, perhaps, is not known to her new master-or, what is quite as probable, he does not choose to believe all he hears. `Lord Lowther's Muleteer, 9st. beat Crusader, 7st. 10lb. Twoyear-old Course. The former must be at the very "top of the tree" at this distance, or Crusader rated far too high, as 18lb. is a great weight to give at this time of the year between a three and a four. It must be allowed also, that Muleteer looks as if made on purpose for such things.

Lord Wharncliffe's Pastime made quite fun, and played with Lord Exeter's Enamel, receiving 6lb.

Ditch Mile-Enamel neither looking pretty, nor running well.

Colonel Wilson's Lamplighter, 8st., most brilliantly shewed Redgauntlet over the Ditch Mile, receiving 12lb. only. This will throw a great light on the subject, if well looked upon, as Redgauntlet knows many secrets.

Subscription Plate of 501. for two and three-year olds, the former 6st. 7lb., the latter 8st. 101b. the winner to be sold for 350gs. to any one in the Plate who should demand her, the winner first en titled, &c. Mr. Dilly's Gainsborough filly, dam Matilda, first; the Duke of Grafton's Mantua, second, who claimed the winner. Twelve others started, if a start it could be called; for such a scramble I never saw, nor, to my recollection, such a disreputable set.

Fifty Pounds, for three-yearolds and upwards. Amongst these may be reckoned the grandees and dons of the day-Shakspeare, who ought to have won the Derby, first; Hobgoblin, second; Lapdog, who did win the Derby, third; with others of note, but without a chance. Cliff rode the winner, and, though far advanced in years, equal to any thing in his younger or best days, and obtained for himself a name that will last as long as England is true to herself namely, Shakspeare's Cliff.

THURSDAY.-Colonel Russell's Clown, by Orville, dam Pranks, 9st. beat Mr. Pettit's Vivian Grey, 7st. 7ib.; and, however unpleasant the feel of being "pricked by a hebnail," many were doomed to bear the smart, which they did with uplifted eyes and silent patience--a credit to some, but no credit to others.

The second race was a Handicap

of 10 sovs. each; the Two-yearold Course-the weights adjusted with a good deal of fairness; but the ground at this time from the great rains, and the turf from much use on this part of the Heath, became very adhesive, making every pound above what could be carried with ease tell double. Ta randus first, carrying 8st. 4lb., a weight he is "just master of;" Reformer, 9st., second, who ran well; but 10lb. is no trifling consideration in addition to the above, with horses both of a year; Palais Royal, a year older, carrying a stone less, third; with five others in situations more calculated to excite pity than create hopes.

Monarch, 7st. 3lb., beat Sligo, 9st., for 150.-Ditch In. Here the weight told as in the former race, though it is no more than the old one ought to give if good, and what some people think he could have given had a little alteration been made in the running.

Subscription Handicap Plate of 501._for_three-year-olds and upwards, D. I.-Eleven entered for this Plate, five of which were afterwards drawn, frightened, it is supposed, at Hobgoblin, who won, carrying at the same time more weight than any of the other young ones. His style of winning was so good, and the rest so completely told out, that the judge, contrary to general practice, placed the whole of the six that started.

Rachel, 8st. 4lb., beat Norman, 7st. 13lb. the last race on Thursday. Seven good matches on FRIDAY, besides the Audley End Stakesalways an interesting race, partly from being a course seldom run, and partly for being a finish-a now-or-never sort of thing, where the well-known and the unknown generally meet on tolerably fair

terms. To be regular, however, we must begin with the matches.Orion beat Adeliza at even weights -a very fine race; Orion had just the turn of speed in his favoura fine match.

Goshawk, for his new master, Mr. H. Scott, beat by a length Lord Wharncliffe's Crusader, even weights-the pace good and the riding good-Robinson and Arnul as well matched as the horses they rode.

Bachelor brought Nonsuit such a pace over the Two-year-old Course, as did not suit Nonsuit, who, to suit himself, bolted, which just suited Bachelor.

Maria, 6st.12lb., beat Recruit, a year older, 8st. 5lb.; by which exploit she won 500 sovs. for our Most Gracious Sovereign, and instantly became first favorite for the Oaks next year. Arthur Pavis rode her, and won very easily, against Robinson's finest riding.

Mr. Ramsbottom's Hollyhock colt beat Mr. Dilly's Wamba, easy. This race did not create much interest or much betting. Not so the next match, between Bizarre, 9st. 2lb., and Shakspeare, 7st. 9lb., across the Flat for 200 SOVS. It was a fine "set to" in Abingdon's Mile Bottom; where the young one totally defeated him, and won easily at last. On looking at Bizarre, it certainly appears that he is not calculated to run through dirt, or carry weight, which latter however he does admirably at times: he is small about and under his hocks, and in several essential points he is particularly delicate.

Lionel Lincoln, 8st. 3lb., beat in handsome style Lord Exeter's Enamel, 8st. 7lb. for 100 sovs. across the Flat. The four pounds, the muddy course, coming out very

often, and a short time ago supposed not quite well, may account for this defeat.

The Audley End Stakes was a curious race. About two hundred yards from home, Heroine was twenty yards first, rode by a boy, when The Alderman came gradually up under good management, and just won, entirely from Heroine being drove to a stand-still; four other first-rates quite behind. There is a practice among young fox-hounds before they go out of kennel in a morning, for some one with a whip to give each of them a few cuts, calling out at each application "war hare!" How would this apply to young jockeys, just before putting them up? Suppose the groom was to take that pretty little coaxing instrument they are so fond of using themselves, and between each well-laid stripe say, "Patience, boy! patience!" They might learn this also at the same time, that those who feel know how to pity.

There were six races on Saturday; but the rain fell in such torrents, the ground was so wet, and the horses so bad or uncertain, that it is impossible to describe them. Yours, OBSERVATOR. Norfolk, November 4.

PHILIP PAYNE.

Richard Tandy; he went thence to the late Lord Darlington, in the same capacity, under Mark Beauchamp, where he lived four years; he then went to the Earl of Lonsdale, with whom he lived twelve years as huntsman. He hunted the Cheshire hounds two seasons, and then went to the Duke of Beaufort in 1802, and has consequently been in his Grace's service twenty-four years.

GALLANT LEAP WITH THE BERKELEY STAG-HOUNDS.

SIR,

I Am a Cockney, and, in spite of

the laugh against us, I now and then venture out in a steady, shy sort of a way for a day's hunting; but now, thanks to a Brother Cit, I shall hold up my head, look bold, and perhaps ride rather bolder than I have done; and it may be that I shall even mount the scarlet, as I like the look of it in the field, and, moreover, I find many red coats in a not much better place than myself. At all events, for once in my life, I was as well up and in the same place with the rest of the field, as you shall hear-always saving and excepting my worthy unknown brother. But, Mr. Editor, I think that you will be growing impatient of my preamble; so I will, as a

W. SMITH.

THE accompanying portrait of

this celebrated huntsman, on an old favorite horse which had carried him many seasons with his hounds, we present to our readers, pursuant to a promise given in vol. xvii. p. 261.

Philip Payne was, first, whipperin to the Earl of Thanet, under

quickly to the end of a long story, begin at the beginning.

It was on the 14th day of October in the morning-and a fine inorning it was-that I, leaving my counting-house, went out with the Berkeley Stag-hounds: the meet was at Uxbridge Common; whence, after a short and sweet thing of about a quarter of an hour, the hounds ran in to the deer