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Ipswich to Gisburne Park: they started at six o'clock in the morning, and arrived at their destination at two o'clock in the afternoon of the day following, 230 miles. This was performed in thirty-two hours.-On the 7th, dined at Browsholme, 12 miles. -On the 8th, returned to Clitheroe, five miles, and at ten o'clock that night he took horse for Lulworth Castle in Dorsetshire, with conveyance-deeds of some borough houses in Clitheroe, for the sig nature of Mr. Weld. He arrived at Lulworth between nine and ten o'clock on Monday morning the 10th ; transacted his business, and returned to Clitheroe on the following evening at seven o'clock; the whole being 540 miles. This he performed in sixty-nine hours. The weather was very wet and stormy through the whole journey.

1791. At the Curragh Meeting in Ireland, Mr. Wilde made a bet of 2000gs. to ride against time, viz. 127 English miles in nine hours. On the 6th of October he started, in a valley near the Curragh Course, where two miles were measured in a circular direction: each time he encompassed the course it was regularly marked. During the interval of changing horses, he refreshed himself with a mouthful of brandy-and-water, and was no more than 6h. 21m. in completing the 127 miles--of course he had 2h. 35m. to spare. The horses, ten in number, all thoroughbred, were the property of D. B. Daly, Esq. Mr. W. was so little fatigued that he shewed at the Turf Club House the same evening.

On Tuesday, April 20, 1802, Mr. Shaw left Barton on the Humber at 5 A.M. to ride to London, 172 miles, which he was engaged to do in twelve hours. Mr. Shaw arrived at the Vine Inn, Bishopsgate-street, having changed horses fourteen times, at 33 mninutes after three o'clock, in good health and spirits, being 1h. 27m. within the time. The first 84 miles he rode in four hours, and 112 miles in six hours. At one stage the horse intended for him not being ready, he

continued his journey, six miles further, making 21 miles, which he accomplished two minutes within the hour. Mr. Shaw reached Lincoln on Thursday night on his return home, and arrived at Hull the day following. He weighed about 10 stone.In June following the parties paid forfeit who betted that Mr. Shaw could not ride from Barton to London in ten hours, using the same number of horses as in the above performance.-The original wager was for 100gs. but bets to a very considerable amount were depending.

In December 1810, Mr. Mat. Milton rode from London to Stamford, exceeding ninety miles, in 4h. 25m. using eighteen horses. Mr. Milton weighed fifteen stone.

In May 1819, Mr. W. Hutchinson undertook for a wager of 600gs. to ride from Canterbury to London Bridge in three successive hours, and completed the distance (55) miles) in 2h. 25m. 51sec.

Mr. Lipscomb started from Hyde Park Corner early on Saturday morning, November 6, 1824, to go ninety miles in five hours upon eight horses. It was a heavy betting match at 6 to 4 on time, but it was a propitious day for the undertaking. The stake was for 500sovs., and the ground was to the sixty-four mile-stone on the Bath road, and twenty-six miles back, a mile on the London side of Reading.

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match of 100 sovereigns to walk fifty miles, to drive fifty, and to ride fifty, in the space of twenty-four hours, commenced his arduous task on Monday morning at one o'clock, April 17, 1826, on Haigh Park Race Course. As this feat had excited much interest in the town, it occasioned the attendance of a numerous and respectable concourse of equestrians and pedes trians. At five minutes past 8 P.M. the Captain completed his undertaking, having four hours and fifty-five minutes to spare. He immediately stepped into a coach, and, amidst repeated cheers, was drawn to the Barracks (a distance of upwards of four miles) by the assembled multitude. Upon arriving at the Barracks, the coach was drawn up to the Officers' door, and after the Captain had alighted, the company sang the National Anthem. The following is a return of the times and distances as completed:

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miles in five successive hours, on Haigh Park Race Course. The Captain started at nine o'clock, and accomplished his arduous task in 4h. 7m., being 53 minutes less than the time allowed. Many bets were depending on the event, which, as may naturally be imagined, excited much public interest. The Captain had relays of nineteen horses, but he only rode thirteen of them.

NEW CHALLENGE BY MR. OSBALDESTON.

Mr. Osbaldeston has published a letter correcting some inaccuracies in the account of his Match as given by the Daily Journals; but as they do not in any material degree apply to, or invalidate, the statement of our valued Correspondent TASSEL, we refrain from noticing them. The completion of the performance, however, in the time in which it was accomplished, having given rise to various contradictory opinions, and having in consequence produced a fresh challenge from the Squire, unparalleled in the history of any Sporting, and hardly to be believed,' he shall speak for himself, and also give his own explanation why he did not put so much money in his pocket as Rumour with her hundred tongues has given to him :

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"There are men, I have no doubt," says Mr. O., can do it (the match) in the time I did it, and in much less, who only ride 7 stone, if they are to be called men. Many fox-hunters and even jockeys, before the performance, thought it impossible to do it in nine hours, but now the very same men say any fool can do it. If they are correct, pray what can a wise man do? Double at least; but perhaps no wise man will be fool enough to try !—400 miles in 17 successive hours and 12 minutes will puzzle all the Wise Men of the East! It is the pace which a man is obliged to maintain, with such short intervals between every four miles, that distresses him, from which the muscles have not time to recover. Two hundred miles in 10 hours would

be no performance to talk of-putting on the extra steam of six miles an hour tries the wind and strength. A man riding 14 stone could do it in 10 hours if a good horseman, sound wind and limb, and with good pluck. Whoever accomplishes it in 8 hours and 42 minutes, riding 11st. 3lbs., will find his stockings tied up tighter than he ever had them tied up before,' to make use of a waterman's phrase.

"Various rumours have gone abroad as to the sum I won, and great exaggerations exist: some say 10,000l.; some, 20,000l.; and some even, 36,0001. After deducting all expenses, I shall not net more than 1800l., owing to the supineness and bad advice of my friends. They would not exert themselves for me, nor would they allow me to back myself in the Ring; because, they said, I should spoil the betting, and, if I would only be quiet, they would get plenty on for me. I followed their advice, but they never bet a shilling for me, but kept humbugging me to the last, 'It was all right!' They knew I would have betted 3, 4, and even 5 to 1 on the match two nights before, and kept me quiet to fill their own pockets at 6 to 4, which they did pretty handsomely at my expense. I never was afraid of anything but sudden indisposition, and at no one period of the match would I have taken 10 to 1 about the nine hours; I had time enough to dine with the Lord Mayor of London, and do it in ten. My friends' advice to keep quiet was something like the advice given to Dawson, who was executed for poisoning the horses at Newmarket. They persuaded him a pardon was close at hand, even up to the moment of his execution, merely to keep his mouth shut, as dead men tell no tales,' they say.

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ment in the paper, and also to add the following challenges to the whole world, but of which one at least, I should imagine, may be selected for their adoption. I have named large sums, because, in my attempting or accomplishing any of them, I should incur a great expense, and risk my health and stamina, and it is not worth my notice for less. I address myself to all the sporting men in England, and surely as a body they can stump the ready' against me alone if they think it a good catch.' Should no man or body of men come forward to take up any one of my offers, I trust I shall not be bothered with It is nothing to do an old woman can do it-and a jockey can do it in eight hours,' and so on. 1 merely back myself on my own stamina and determination; and a man of my age challenging all the world to back a man of any age against me is unparalleled in the history of any Sporting, and hardly to be believed. I will, however, appear at the scratch whenever called upon, both with the needful and my own carcase ready for the fray.'

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"The following are my offers

THE CHALLENGE.

"I challenge any man in the world, of any age, weighing or carrying my weight, to ride any distance he prefers from 200 to 500 miles, for 20,000l.; but if he will only ride 200 or 250 miles, I will ride for 10,000l. Or I will ride against the jockey of seven stone whom they talk of backing, to ride 200 miles in eight hours, receiving 30 minutes for the difference between seven stone and eleven stone; or I will take 10,000l. to 3000l. or 20,000l. to 6000l. that I ride 200 miles in eight hours, which, it must be allowed, would be a wonderful performance for eleven stone odd; and I think almost impossible-at least, a single accident would lose the match, and I should scarcely have time to mount and dismount. I am always to be heard of at Pitsford, near Northampton. GEORGE OSBALDESTON.

"Pitsford, Wednesday, Nov. 16."

CHALLENGE

TO MR. OSBALDESTON.

SIR,

AS Mr. Osbaldeston has accomplished his last great match at Newmarket, it very justly places him at the head of all extraordinary performers as a rider and no doubt can be entertained, after all the various matches he has won, that he is So without any exception (as far as has been yet proved); and that we have never met with his equal. It would, therefore, be no small feather in the cap of any one who could be found to vanquish him in a great number of performances, all of which I should justly consider are precisely what he most excels in. If, therefore, he should be disposed to accept the following Challenge, he has nothing to do but to apply to you for my terms and address. Yours, &c. A. B.

THE CHALLENGE.

To run him a mile across the course:
To run him four miles across the country:

To run him a hundred miles along the road:

To walk, trot, and gallop him three miles each:

To ride him over the highest leap:

Each party to ride but one horse, and to be the property of the owner at this time-November 8th, 1831.

To walk him a mile.

To walk him ten miles.

To run him a hundred yards.
To run him a mile.

To hop him a hundred yards.
To jump him one standing jump.
To jump him one running jump.
To jump him in height.

To jump him-hop, step, and jump.
To play him a game at Quoits.
To play him a game at Billiards.
To play him a game at Fives.
To play him a game at Cricket.

And, to wind up, I will produce a carthorse not more than 14 hands high that shall walk, trot, and gallop any cart horse he can produce of whatever age and size he may be.

P. S. Should the above be accepted Mr. O. will find my age, weight, and size very nearly his own.

NEWMARKET THIRD OCTOBER ÖR HOUGHTON MEETING.

SIR,

HE weather still continues fine

whole there is a foreboding_some

quite serious

T beautiful, and the company numerous, having nearly all its old supporters present, with many new ones: yet over the whole hangs a particular gloom which I cannot define or describe, unless it is the want of money. At the same time a horse with anything like pretensions, or a young one with fashion in his pedigree or fetches promise in his appearance, prices hitherto unknown. It cannot be the political state of the country, for here you see Whig and Tory, Reformer and Anti-reformer, "hand and glove" together, and almost hand in pocket. Plenty of horses in good health, and plenty of races on paper, and on some particular races plenty of betting; but on the

Hunter's face after losing his money: it may be a sort of happy indifference, but I am afraid it is something more awful.

MONDAY-The Rural Sweepstakes of 100 sovs. each, for colts, 8st. 7lb. ; fillies, Sst. 3lb., then three years old, D.I. To this there were five subscribers, but three only came to the post: the Duke of Richmond's Elvas won it quite easy, rode by Boyce; Lord Lowther's Smolensko colt second; Lord Exeter's Tramp colt, his dam Augusta, third, not near enough for a fine race.

The Criterion Stakes followed, one of great interest, as it is supposed to open a sort of "book of fate" of what is to happen for the Derby and

Oaks next year. To this there were thirty-six subscribers of 30 sovs. each, 20 forfeit: nine started, and the rest paid. As soon as they formed the line after starting, they came well together to within 200 yards of home: the two favorites then singled themselves out, and made a most beautiful struggle, whipping to within thirty yards of the end; when George Edwards again took his horse, The Margrave, by the head, and sent him in a decided winner after a severe race. Colonel Peel's Archibald ran a good second: he is a most beautiful horse, but his vanquisher had too much stride for him when in difficulties. Boyce was his jockey, and had it not in his power, I believe, whatever losers might think, to make any change whereby to better his condition. The rest exhibited very slender qualifications.

Handicap Plate of 1001. for four, five, six years old, and aged horses, D. I.-For this we had a long list of great names, and eight actually started. They came Across the Flat very well together; but as soon as anything like difficulties were met on the way, the pretty arrangement became distorted, and terminated in as ugly a race as ever was seen, proving at the same time to every capacity that the Handicap was one of the worst ever made. Bustle, named by Lord Lowther, won by a neck, rode by Chapple; Mr. Rush's Guildford, rode by Tom Robinson, second. These horses would not have suffered much in character if they had been last instead of first; neither have they added to it by winning, in consequence of the light weights they carried. The great dons got bad places, and filled them worse. Poor Erymus again pulled up very lame.

Lord Mountcharles's Bassetlaw, Sst. 4lb. rode by Robinson, beat easy at the last Mr. Thornhill's Earwig, 9st. (Connolly). This race ought not to be called a match.

Capt. Rous's Crutch, at the great weight of 9st. 7lb. (Robinson), beat Lord Mountcharles's Brutandorf colt, 7st. (Pavis), in the words of a great

Lord on the occasion, with "not the ghost of a chance!" Let Captain Rous after this use his Crutch how he may, he is no longer an object of pity.

Sir M. Wood's Louisa colt, 7st. beat Mr. Thornhill's Cavenham, 8st., 200 sovs. T.Y.C. Chapple on the winner, Connolly on the loser-fine riding on both sides, and won by a head only.

Lord Chesterfield's pretty Titania beat the pretty Mr. Wagstaff out of 300 sovs. by beating his Streamlet, Across the Flat, at 8st. 7lb. eachConnolly on the successful one, and Robinson on the beaten one-occasioned, no doubt, from being the worst mounted.

Lord Exeter pocketed the Pocket Stakes of 150 sovs. each, h. ft. five subs., for merely cantering his Miss Catton filly over the Ditch Mile.

Sir M. Wood won One-third of a Subscription of 25 sovs. each, the Beacon Course, beating Varna with his Lucetta. The latter had the lead Across the Flat, at a moderate pace to all appearance; still it is one that oftener places her first than in any other.

TUESDAY, we had a list of five races. The first for Fifty Pounds, for horses of all ages, beginning at two years, a feather, the last three miles of B. C., the winner to be sold with his engagements, if demanded, for 300gs. -Twelve started, principally those of tender years; and as the distance was great, they were obliged to be wise with their mirth. Scipio ran in first by a length, rode by Chapple; Mr. Ongley's Pandora second (G. Edwards), who claimed the winner. The other ten went where they could, and though many of them ungovernable, still not exactly where they liked.

Mr. Henry's Agrecable, with the greatest good nature, beat Mr. Chifney's Pigmy colt, the T. Y. C. for 300 sovs.: but why Pigmy, being only three years old, should carry equal weights with Agreeable, who is four, we cannot imagine, unless Mr. Chifney, who is one of the most agreeable men living, was determined not to be outdone in playing the agreeable by either Mr. Henry or his horse.—G.

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