e little time, and afterwards became
confederate with Lord Chesterfield, who was at that time coming
out, and was in great force with his Zinganee, Priam, Carew,
Glaucus, and other crack horses. During this time he had few
horses of any great account of his own, although his confederate
had nothing to complain of in the shape of luck. At the
termination of this confederacy Mr. Greville entered upon another
with his cousin, Lord George Bentinck, who, from his father's
hostility to his racing, was unable to run horses in his own
name. The extent of this stud was so great that we are unable to
deal with it at the same time with the horses of the subject of
our memoir, who can scarcely be said to have come across a really
smashing good mare until he met with Preserve, with whom, in
1834, he won the Clearwell and Criterion, and in the following
year the One Thousand Guineas, besides running second for the
Oaks to Queen of Trumps. A difference of opinion as to the
propriety of starting Preserve for the Goodwood Stakes led to
their separation, and for a time they were on very bad terms, but
by the aid of mutual friends a reconciliation was effected. From
what Preserve did for him, Mr. Greville was induced to dip more
freely into the blood, or, as old John Day would have said, to
take to the family, and accordingly he bought Mango, her own
brother, of Mr. Thornhill, who bred him. Mango only ran once as a
two-year-old, when, being a big, raw colt, he was not quick
enough on his legs for the speedy Garcia filly of Col. Peel and
John Day's Chapeau d'Espagne, and was easily beaten. In the
spring Mango made so much improvement that Mr. Greville backed
him for the Derby for a good stake; and had he been able to have
continued his preparation at Newmarket, and been vanned to Epsom,
as is the custom in the present day, there is little doubt he
would have won; but having to walk all the way from Newmarket, he
could not afford to lose the days that were thus consumed, and
although he ran forward he did not get a place. That this view of
the case is not a sanguine one is proved by his beating Chapeau
d'Espagne, the second for the Oaks, for the Ascot Derby, and
within an hour afterwards bowling over Velure, the third in that
race, for William the Fourth's Plate. On the Cup Day he likewise
beat the Derby favourite, Rat-Trap, over the Old Mile. At
Stockbridge, in a sweepstakes of 100 sovs. each, with thirteen
subscribers, he frightened all