PRIAM, in himself a most splendid Setter, the property of Mr. Sam. Day the jockey, took his name, of course, from the superlative horse on which he rode and won the Derby-a name ever dear to him; as he declared, after winning the race, that he should never want money any more:" and if want and desire mean the same thing, the name must be doubly dear to him. Hence no wonder that he called his dog PRIAM, or his cat (the mother of his kittens), nay! even his wife and daughter, if he had one at the time, as everything is

select the best Artists, and those we think best calculated to gratify our numerous subscribers: it is their approbation we court, and any hint from them will be attended to in every department, that may promote the prosperity of this long-established popular Work, and add to the happiness of those who labour honestly and fairly to keep it up with a public we have ever found just, generous, and noble-minded.

This canine PRIAM was given to his present owner by his brother, Mr. Henry Day, and considered the most beautiful and valuable present that not only a real brother, but a brother-sportsman, could make to another. His pedigree and good deeds by far exceed our limits: it is enough to say-and that is saying a great deal that he is descended from the celebrated Warwick, of Mr. Gauntlett, Winchester, a picture of which was painted by the elder Marshall more than thirty years ago, and which we should be glad to see (as would every one of our readers) engraved by one of our best Artists, and the picture safely returned without risk and free of expense, and the wonderful things that are

SIR,

well known and well attested of him made to accompany the plate, which would make our Work of greater interest, and increase its value. Warwick came into Hampshire quite young to the late Sir Henry St. John Mildmay, from his friend Mr. Coke of Norfolk: he, on being put into the hands of his keeper, was soon under condemnation, and nothing but a tree and a string seemed to await him: it proved, however, afterwards (when not too late) that either the keeper or the dog was a fool, but it certainly ru not the dog. No! he had sense enough to make any puppy blush, and became so good a sporting dog afterwards under Mr. Gauntlett, that he refused as handsome a curricle and a beautiful pair of brown blood horses for him, with harness complete, as any Gentle man would wish to convey himself in from one place to another

even in search of a wife.

We can trace the pedigree of Warwick up to Sir John Mordaunt, but live in hopes of getting the loan of the picture from Mr. Gauntlett, when we shall have more to say of things as wonderful and true.

ON my arrival at Doncaster on the Saturday before the Meeting, I found a very great number of horses (greater than usual) had arrived: the course too was in the finest possible order, and everything auguring a good Meeting, which it has proved in a great measure, though the company was undoubtedly deficient in numbers to former years, and there was a total absence of all that splendid Aristocratical display of mag

nificent equipages for which Doncas ter has hitherto been always so much distinguished: yet the Meeting was graced by numbers of Noblemen and Gentlemen of the first rank and consequence, and all went off much more pleasant and agreeable than last year. No Ludlow tragedy. - по Fang plots--and, better than all, no outward expressions of violence and disorder took place, which so greatly disgraced the last year's Meeting, and

which it is to be hoped may never be witnessed again. But I must proceed to give you the more pleasing part of my tale, the sport itself.

MONDAY brought us blooming and delicious weather, but the attendance on the course was certainly deficient of its usual numbers. The Fitzwilliam, a mile and a quarter, as a matter of course, custom, or favour, started the festivities, with bringing an entry of only five: however all came up to the tribunal for trial; these five were— Colwick...............rode by Scott.

Tomboy

The Saddler The Mystery Alecto filly.

...Johnson. .......Jas. Robinson. ...E. Wright. .Thos. Lye.

After making a false go, they went well together, when Colwick set off as if fire was in his tail, and ran away over the hill some four or five lengths a-head to the Red House corner: here Johnson crept up on Tomboy, and stopped the boy's wild vagaries by soon after defeating him, and winning the race all the way home uncommonly easy-the others following in the rear, and disputing with each other for the best second-rate character, which was booked at the register office to the Alecto filly.-Colwick was the favorite at 6 to 4 on him, maybe from the great price Lord Chesterfield gave for him in the spring: however, it should be remembered that the dearest things are not always the best.

The important and interesting twoyear-old race, the Champagne Stake, from the Red House In, followed, and drew out eleven sparkling young ones to decide who should stand the treat, and give the Club six dozen. These were as under:

Runnymede rode by John Holmes. Summerhill..... ..P. Connolly. W. Wheatley. .W. Scott.

Valiant

Cotillon

Duke of Leeds's colt out
Mr. Powlett's br. c. by
of Mrs. Rye............S. Templeman.

Figaro or Lottery out

of Miss Fanny's dam, E. Wright.

Cotillon, from her former neat footing, was the favorite at 6 to 4 agst her; 4 to 1 agst Warlaby Baylock; 6 to 1 agst Mr. Powlett's; 8 to 1 agst Valiant; and 10 to 1 agst Runat the start, they certainly behaved nymede.-On presenting themselves themselves very ill: but we must make allowances for their youth and inexperience. They had no fewer than five false goes, to the disappointment and vexation of several, in which Cotillon almost always danced out and went some way, and on getting. off it was only in a slovenly manner. Warlaby Baylock took the lead, with Powlett's colt close on his haunches, and the Duke of Leeds's colt and some others hard by, Cotillon being in the rear. On coming up to the rails Cotillon came in front, but was soon closed out by Valiant, Runnymede, Warlaby Baylock, Mr. Powlett's colt, and the Duke of Leeds's colt, who all came in a line hard at work up to the distance. Scott here pulled his mare to the outside, came round his horses, defeated them, and finally won the rosy wine and golden prize by half a length cleverly-Mr. Powlett's running in second; Warlaby Baylock (though not placed) third; the Duke of Leeds's colt fourth; and Lord Kelburne's fllly fifth.-Considering the many disappointments Cotillon sustained in the starts, and also in the race, added to her being a little amiss, it must be acknowledged that she is a prime good little mare; and if she be fortunate to keep her health, and come well to the post for the Oaks next year, the Epsom lads will find THE COTILLON as fashionable a dance in their country as she deservedly is far north among the Yorkshire boys at Doncaster.

The Four-year-old Produce Stake, four miles, next brought out Mr. Gascoigne's Tuberose rode by Johnson, and Mr. Houldsworth's Trident rode by Darling. The latter, against whom the odds were 6 to 4, came up

to the scratch as well lathered as if he had come from the wash tub, and fretting like a washerwoman who had got no tea. He took the lead, made good running, and was never headed until coming home round the Red House turn, where Tuberose made a little impression, but it was of so slight a duration that Trident soon drew on her again, and went in a victor cleverly, well ridden.

The King's (God bless him!) Guineas, four miles, only tempted three to show:

Lady Elizabeth...rode by Thos. Robinson. David .S. Darling. Butcher Boy .......G. Nelson. At the start Butcher Boy went first to cut out the work, but the mare was so furious at his slow pace, that Robinson could not restrain her, and therefore, after going a little more than a distance, he let her go in front, and away she went, made most tremendous severe running, was never after headed, and won cleverly from David, who went in second-Butcher Boy being above distanced. This Lady Bess is certainly a superior piece of stuff, this being the tenth prize she has carried away this year, beside travelling some hundreds of miles from place to place. It was the fastest run four-mile race that I have witnessed for some years.

Three matches, between Pickpocket and Liverpool, Retainer and St. Giles (who had fallen amiss a few days before), and two Cocktails, proved, like many anticipated unions, no go; and thus ended the first Canto of our Sportive Tome.

TUESDAY presented a charming and delightful day, which no one could fail to enjoy, except perhaps those who had the misfortune to possess that worst of companions, a bad book, or whose sensitive feelings might be a little disturbed by the moments of anxiety which the day was destined to set at rest.

The first taste was the Two-yearold Produce Stake, from the Red House In; and if the thing had not

been immediately preceding the Great Event, the Stake brought in two competitors, a degree of interest which was certain of securing considerable notice. As it was, many no doubt possessed so great a bellyfull of speculation on the Leger, that satiety and distaste existed towards all other events until the grand secret was revealed. These two were Cotillon............rode by W. Scott. Valparaiso ......S. Templeman. These two had, as your readers will well remember, been out together before at the York Spring Meeting, and had run a pretty close race; and this gave the partisans of the horse an opportunity of satisfying themselves with a second edition. However, it did not prove so close a thing as before; for the mare at the Stand danced out and out-danced her partner, winning uncommonly easy by several lengths:-7 to 4 on the

mare.

THE GREAT ST. LEGER.

Now the bell rung for saddling the ST. LEGER HORSES, and in a short time the course presented a field of twenty, parading before the spectators on the Stand amid the busy tongues of hundreds who were hailing their appearance with transport and delight, while not a few were no doubt fluttering with painful anxiety and beating hearts for the disclosure of the decision in this glorious struggle. Prior to starting some little confusion took place in consequence of Robinson claiming Mr. Watt's Harlequin jacket of Nicholson (who had weighed by order of Mr. Watt for Belshazzar), and stating that he was ordered to ride the Great Belshazzar, and that Nicholson was to ride Tutor in his stead, thus the two exchanging horses. After the dressing of the two was completed, and Robinson had assumed the character of Harlequin, the celebrated hard-riding Squire interfered and insisted upon a second change-consequently the two again doffed their jackets, and shewed at the start in their original colours. Thus ended a very pretty little farce or

At the time of starting Muley Moloch was the favorite at 3 to 1 agst him, and the others were esteemed at the following prices:-7 to 2 agst Belshazzar; 6 to 1 agst Mussulman; 6 to 1 agst Revenge; 8 to 1 agst Rockingham; 14 to 1 agst The Mole; 20 to 1 agst Anne; 20 to 1 agst Deceiver; 20 to 1 agst Jack Faucet; 25 to 1 agst Connoisseur; 25 to 1 agst Tutor; 40 to 1 agst Dancing Master; 50 to 1 agst Forester; and 100 to 1 agst Lot. On gathering up at the post the anxiety of the riders and the impatience of the horses caused a false start, in which Connoisseur ran off first, followed by The Mole, Lot, and Dancing Master. However they did not go much above fifty yards, so that no disadvantage could result thereby. On collecting a second time, they got tolerably well off, The Mole going away with the lead for a very short distance, it being soon taken from him by Tesane, who as speedily resigned the front rank to the Great King Belshazzar. Nicholson now took up the running in earnest, though at a slow pace, Tesane, Muley Moloch, Lot, Dancing Master, The Mole, Revenge, Sister to Retainer, Forester,

Deceiver, and Glaucus being close in front; Jack Faucet, Anne, and some others in the middle; Rockingham and Mussulman (who got a bad start) being in the rear, and Major Yarburgh's colt (a roarer) and Mr. Ellis's colt being left last from the start by their inability to keep even this bad pace. Belshazzar kept up the play, if such it could be called, at this wretched pace over the hill, the whole, with the exception of Yarburgh's and Ellis's colt, being clustered together. At the Red House Corner, Revenge, Mussulman, Rockingham, and Muley Moloch came in front and looked prominent, but did not head Belshazzar. Tesane, Sister to Retainer, Deceiver, and Forester here declining, Belshazzar, still preserving the lead, went on to within the rails, where The Mole, Mussulman, Forester, Glaucus, and Carnaby went up in a line to Belshazzar, Rockingham being shut out behind the file which they formed; and round him was Anne, The Tutor, Revenge, and one or two others. On reaching the distance-post Scott challenged Belshazzar, and almost instantaneously defeated him, he stopping and giving over. The struggle for victory was now universal with the front horses, and their exertions producing an opening in the ranks, from some (on being called on) going forward and others stopping, gave Darling an opportunity of getting out; and immediately on Mussulman defeating Belshazzar he brought Rockingham forward, made his run, passed Mussulman without any contention, and won the race very cleverly by about a length, Mussulman running in second; Carnaby, his first appearance in public, though not placed, being third, and clear of the others; Belshazzar fourth; Glaucus fifth; and The Mole sixth-Connoisseur, Muley Moloch, Anne, and Revenge being together at their heels, and Deceiver the last in the race but two. It was undoubtedly the worst run Leger I ever witnessed, and took a great time in performing (3 min. and 40 sec.) It goes to tell, that, excepting the winner, the fleet are a lot