admitted to it for the known purposes of betting-were subjected to a courteous, but, at the same, a proper, business-like investigation. It will be urged that the subscription-room at Tattersall's is the private property of the firm from which its name is derived; and that the management of it rests solely with the partners of that firm. Without mooting the point, it cannot be to the interest of any one under the moon that it should remain in its present condition-or rather out of condition. Among many, no doubt very many men of honour, as chivalrous as Bayard's, are many, very many fellows with less than Robert Macaire's, who muster twice a week as subscribers there. And outside the room, around and about the door, what a villanous conclave may be seen on any grand occasion! I never go down the yard, and thread my way through the throng that crowds it at such times without calling to mind Sidney Smith's sketch of the social re-unions at Botany Bay-the inns and outs at the Corner doing duty for the old and new colonists of Sidney Cove (the place, not the parson.) "The felon, as soon as he lands, and gets out of the ship, meets with his ancient trull, with the foot-pad of his heart, the thief of his affections, the man whose hand he has often met in the same gentleman's pocket; the being whom he would choose from the whole world to take to the road, or to disentangle the locks of Bramah." Even so is it at the Corner-there the in has but to cross the threshold, and in any one of the outs he meets with the man he might search the world to equal for "serving" a Derby favourite, when all endeavours to get up a cross have been unavailing. Seriously, how a company of gentlemen such as the society known as the Jockey Club undoubtedly is, could hope for any results beyond those on which we have fallen, from the personages they countenanced on the turf, is a problem not to be solved by common logic. How a company of legislators, such as the Commons Gaming Committee, could suffer themselves to be treated-we must use a mild vocabulary as they were by certain of the witnesses examined before them touching the system of the turf, is, I suppose, to be explained by parliamentary precedent. Instances of open, bare-faced racing robberies that have been perpetrated within the last ten years are familiar to every stable-boy in every racing-stable in the kingdom-almost as numerous as the class to which they are known. It is really dreadful to read the depositions set down in the published report of that committee. I cannot suffer myself to speak of them as I feel. Let any one who has had any experience of racing during the last few seasons only look at the early portion of it, and will he not doubt the evidence of his eyes? The whole of the testimony taken before the Lords, it is said, will probably never be made public. I give this but as a rumour-should it be true there will be much cause to regret the adoption of such a course. It is fit the public should be in possession of every fact demonstrating the moral as well as the statistical position of a great and popular national sport. The public has a right to know much that is now withheld from it, and made the exclusive material of a clique of betting amateurs and professionals. I say this with no desire but to see it reformed altogether. The public only knew so much of the Running Rein case of October last as led them astray. There were parties who knew as much as enabled them to bet against the horse so called for the Derby, with a certainty of winning. The public knew nothing of the protest against Bloodstone at Ascot till after the race-when to my knowledge money was paid as won by him, which will never find its way back to the right owner's pocket. But it is needless to multiply examples: there is much in the existing system of racing that cries aloud for radical reform: the day has come when the Olympian stable requires cleansing as much as did the Angean: the labour too will be a Herculean one, but the sooner it is set about the lighter will be the work: Thus have I traced, faintly, but with effect, as I hope, how the turf has reached its present crisis: how it may be expected to mend may be suggested generally-the details must be the work of time, and the fruit of the experience of those who may engage in so good a cause. Delegates should be chosen by vote by the subscribers to Tattersall'sthe elections to be annual--who should make laws for the government of wagers on horse-racing, to be observed by that society. A committee of three might be selected from such delegates, to decide on all isolated cases of dispute. The first duty of the new Parliament ought to be a definition of P. P. bets; regulated, perhaps, by the quotations of the odds: its second, a strict revision of the constituency. The election by ballot with the privilege of absent members voting by proxy, should take place towards the close of the season-say the week before Goodwood; and no one should be admitted as a subscriber whose name had not been submitted to the body of delegates, and on their signifying their satisfaction. The rules of a popular assembly of the kind would soon become the conventional law of the turf, which no man of honour would desire to question, and to which the rogue could find no pretext for dissent. "HEARTS IN THE HIGHLANDS." ENGRAVED BY J. SCOTT, FROM A PAINTING BY J. BATEMAN. We really believe that, if the question was properly gone into, our Magazine would be found to have stronger claims to the title of a leader of fashion than the "Belle Assemblée," the "Morning Post," or even the renowned General Tom Thumb himself. Why does all the world leave town in the beginning of August? Why! Ring the bell, and appeal to the waiter, as Beau Brummell did when the country gentleman tried to get a rise out of him over the table d'hote at Calais. "Well, waiter, why's all the world leaving London ?" But there-hang the fellow, it's no use attending to a bell-tied, pantry-poking varlet like that. Tell him to mind his own business, and bring another bottle of claret; and we'll tell you why. Well, Sir, the season condescends to come to a close, not from any regard to the court, the camp, the senate-house, or Almack's. Pray don't run your head into such nonsense as that; for there are some long-winded ladies and gentlemen who'd keep rattling away at the Polka and dividing the House from one year's end to another, without allowing any time at all between the heats, if they could only set the fashion. No, Sir; Parliament's prorogued, and the season over, when Epsom, Ascot, Hampton, and Goodwood are over; when all the sport that renders the other knick-knackeries of the metropolis endurable to a sportsman are over; and when the 12th of August, and Mr. McManus McKenzie, his head-keeper, hint that 'tis time to start his heart for the Highlands. Talk of "Court Circulars" and "Court Journals!" Why, if the Countess of Wilton will only allow us the honour of scoring her name under that of His Royal Highness, we'll add "and Oracle of Fashion" to the title of the Magazine for next month. Lord Maidstone, in his clever, hard-hitting poem on the turf, tells us there is no place for racing like Newmarket; Nimrod, in pure prose, said as much over and over again for Leicestershire, with regard to fox-hunting; and a high authority on all matters relating to the trigger thus writes on Grouse shooting:-"Those who feel anxious to enjoy the pursuit of moor-game in perfection, amidst the loftiest, the most expansive, and the most magnificent scenery, must visit the Highlands of Scotland." We think it quite unnecessary, on our part, to add anything to this. Now's your time, gentlemen; make your game, the ball's a-rolling. You who have been already, will, we are sure, require but little pressing to revisit the Grampians and Glenorchy; and you who have not, take a glance at our picture, and picture to yourself the pleasure and sheltie in waiting; and then, if you display half as much taste on the subject as our artist has, we will answer for it that by the middle of this month you too will be numbered amongst the Hearts in the Highlands. NEWMARKET AND LIVERPOOL JULY MEETINGS. BY CRAVEN. Sic laudamus equum facili cui plurima palma The July races this year were the best ever known on the banks of the Mersey: those at the metropolis of the turf, the worst: a sample of cause and effect likely to have many modern instances more. taste for racing, as a sport, is rapidly becoming a pursuit among The |