lead from 50 to 100 yards, and my father seeing I was gaining, told me to ease off a little, and coached me to the end of the race, which I won by 70 yards. Little, who was confident before, was pretty glum after the race.

I won a very fine portmanteau for this race, which I still have after 16 ½ years. (1914 Xmas).

I rode in many races after this, and soon passed out of the 2nd class in to the 1st class.