My antagonist was half an hour late, which time I occupied in booking bets on every side of me--offering odds of ten, fifteen, and at last, to tempt the people, twenty-five to one against the dun.

At last, the fat gentleman came up on a jaunting-car, followed by a groom leading the cob.

I wish you heard the cheer that greeted him on his arrival, for it appeared he was a well-known character in town, and much in favour with the mob.

When he got off the car, he bundled into a tent, followed by a few of his friends, where they remained for about five minutes, at the end of which he came out in full racing costume -- blue and yellow striped jacket, blue cap and leathers--looking as funny a figure as ever you set eyes upon.

I now thought it time to throw off my white surtout, and show out in pink and orange, the colours I had been winning in for two months past.