THE I. COCK ROBIN.-II. WALTHAMSTOW FERRY-FISHERY. With a Portrait engraved by WEBB from a Painting by COOPER, R.A. dale, Esq. was got by Blacklock (a Son of Whitelock), dam by Cer- berus; grandam Alfana (Sister to tram; great great grandam (Sis- ter to Teresa), by Matchem; great great great grandam Miss Starling Junior (Sister to the Ancaster sary operation if all be true which is reported of the St. Leger), and replenish his pockets; which, from the state of the betting here, many that are wise enough in other matters seem foolishly enough to have neglected; so that, instead of that bustle and gaiety, that panting expectation the English shew in their sports, if in nothing else, we began with all the sombre dignity, and as sedate, both in countenance and motion, as a Grand Turk in time of peace. Seven started for the Trial Stake, and got well together, severe running all the way. Turquoise, from winning the Oaks, and having won a good race the two middle miles in the Spring, whereby she established her fame for stoutness, was now a decided favorite; so much so that there was little or no betting. The odds, indeed, were so high, that those the least gifted with prudence considered it "buying gold too dear." She, how ever, was beat rather easy, and one of those certainties proved uncertain, Amphion, the Adonis of horses, so long admired for his beauty and speed, proved on this occasion that his stoutness was equal to both. He won by a head only; Oppidan second, who ran out a little, whereby, in the eyes of his friends, he lost the race; Rough Robin and Turquoise seemed to run a dead heat for third. Robin in Abingdon Mile Bottom looked, if as stout as report had made him, like a winner; but it appears by this race that all the reputation he will ever gain will be for speed, and having cost his owner 2500gs. The Grand Duke Michael Stakes was not of sufficient interest to dispel the gloom, in consequence of the certainty of Cadland winning it, which he did easily at the last by two lengths; though, as some say, not without punishment. If it was so, it would only be for idleness, as he was a clear winner on every yard of the ground. There were four races on TUESDAY: the first for a stakes of 300 sovs. each, which Rosalia, named by Mr. Nowell, but managed and evidently running for Sir John Shelley's money, won quite in a canter. It must have been so; or the Baronet, however worthy, could not have shewn those bursts of delight, that exquisite delirium, for the interests of another. The second race was a Match for 100 sovs., Lord Tavistock's Warlock giving the Duke of Portland's Freak 8lbs. Warlock made the running, rode by G. Edwards; Freak, by John Day; who, with one of those rushes in the last hundred yards which wins many a race, placed Freak first only ten yards from home: he had not, however, courage left to seize the laurels when within his grasp, but suffered himself to be defeated in the last two strides. We had a very smart affair for a 10 sovs. Stakes, which Sontag won; Bee-in-a-Bonnet second. The distance was short, or the thing would scarcely have been bearable. Only think of a thing being kept in training in these times, receiving eighteen pounds (which Blossom did) from a bad horse of the same year! A scarcity of good horses, or an increase of people desirous to keep them, can alone account for it. Belzoni beat Toso a match for 200 sovs. This was well managed by Mr. Payne. Toso has won most of her matches by jumping off, and beating her opponent in the first hundred yards; but Belzoni was not to be seduced by this stratagem. He came a well-regulated pace till Toso had done her worst; when the Traveller ran to |