CHIRRUPS FROM CAMBRIDGE.

Observer, Volume 7, Issue 230, 7 February 1885, Page 8

CHIRRUPS FROM CAMBRIDGE.

THE .GREA-T; FOOT-RACE

(Written for the ObserVer.)

Sing my muse the speedy run'nersy- Craig* : ami Lumsden fleet of foot, \ *'..'" Who the fastest mile on record ran, and' David took the 1 "hoot" : ' Since the days of Atalahta, such a race has ne'er . been run. Deerfoot, Hewitt, Harris, Cuinmings, never such. a victory won — Never, ran a mile, good, measure, ia the time I now relate, ' f ''- '' '' ".* ,. \ Timed by Benson's chronograph as minutes three, sees, twenty-eight. In the parlour,' snug and cosy, of the famed -Hotel * Masouic, . •■[},- , ',-; .;' i ' Festive " sports " made bets and offers : some" were bounce, but others "jonnick." Up then spoke the, wary LunisdenJ and hi* . £ features wore a-stnile, MS.v. " iFor a fiver of your money your best-man; I'll run a mile." . ~,\. '.''/' "' '" ij '"'''•'' "Do you mean it ? Stake your 'sugar !' quick respond ed bold 'tf a'ck Hodd> iI 'i V. ,' i "Davy Craig the swift shall, run, you, if you make the wager, good." Down the crisp bank notes 'were ; tabled; ' pen ah& ink in 1 brought the .host, ; / ,■[ .J _ x ' ; '// And 'twas writ — "He takes, the money, —he tlie first shall pass the 'post." Seven next morning, place, the racecourse, money ■'• staked-^a square affair, '■"!.!'[. /. ]' ' / ■■■- Yet, somehow suspicion hinted-sometbing crooked in the air, „,.,.. And O'Brien and Hood ■ still Wonder as they whisper Lumsden's name : '" Whai: v s the'mischief, or in thunder, -what can'be his little game ?;:•,, : , . I ,' ' Well he knows that Craig must beat him, if they both run fair and square, ' But no matter what his game is, he may bet that we'll be there. • '.;'-'■; Bright the morning sun is. shining on the racecourse green arid fair, ' ■ ' • - Both the peds by friends surrounded, eager for the race are there ; .: ; ;. All the crowd on foot assemble, hacks are needs left on the road, ■ "■ ' ' • .: Only Lumsden and his lad their gallant quadrupeds bestrode ....;•.-.;. (As a trainer privileged to ride upon the course is he — ■■■.■' Other people, if they do so, will offend W.E.C.). Quick they strip and toe the mark. The word it given : off thpy go. Shoulder to shoulder well they run, the first two hundred jards or so, Then his lad Sir Lumsden signals, and in accents loud he spoke, . , . . i " Come here Chummy, look alive, come, hurryup and bring the moke." To his side then galloped Chum, who was not waiting there in vairi, ' ' And Lumsden flies along the turf while hanging to the pony's mane. Well was it for Davy then, his backers ha 1 their wits alive— , ;.,h,. ■ „, „ They'd a horse behind the grand stand, waiting . ., there since, half -past five, • Nor would they have ever, shown him Had fair . play been shewn their man, . _ > As it was, he came when wanted, ridden by the v, bold McCann, - „ ' * And the crafty Lumsden's -backers hang their heads and turned quite paleAs they see the gallant p/ivy clinging to the horse's tail. , ', 1.. „,.,.., '"■ -'-"~ i '- ;l Lumsden falls * the race is jpyer— .spite of all his craft he's lost y Craig .triumphant, running strongly, fairly gallops past .the. pos,t, ; hV. .-. ', .; *• KA i/ I: i :,,,? \ ■:;/ When jou work a little swindle, for a V. your . friends to do, •- • .... ...."' •Don't -think* them such utter green-horns, perhaps they're just as cute as you, t, . And runningat a horse's side to Keep youruf&fc you'll likely fail, ;: „„. ■-„.,-... It's better, if it's long enough, to fun' behind and hold his tail. ' ' ' ■•■■" '"■ '-' [ ='" 1 '- ■ ; -i;^. ;' . S:B..J. Cambridge, Jan.^i^lSSS. . That HrsßAsrb "ov 'iSliKti! 'is f j three -times Vthe mail lie was before he began using -" Wells' Health Se■fiewer.t? bDifusfeißfe.H Tte NiZ. i&tiag) Qf>..) Oenwal