the effects of particular combinations. Nor is it without a feeling of honest pride I can contemplate the means thus afforded me, of winning the admiration of other lands, for the most national of all our displays of wealth, enterprise, and skill—THE RACING STUDS OF ENGLAND.

THE GREAT CHAMPION MEETING.

DEPTFORD INN, WILTS.

THIS meeting commenced on the 18th of February, and brought together a large assemblage of the lovers of the leash, from various parts of the kingdom. The morning was brilliant: the Deptford Inn was crowded with guests, as well as the George, at Codford, and most of the houses in the neighbourhood were full of visitors; and hospitality (for which Wiltshire stands pre-eminent) was displayed to its fullest extent. Amongst the guests at Stockton House (the seat of Harry Biggs, Esq.,) were, the Earl of Stradbrooke, Lord Rivers, and George Morant, Esq. Fisherton House, the residence of John Davis, Esq., was, as usual, full. Hares were more plentiful than ever, particularly the first day, on the estate of Mr. Davis; and, in several instances, the dogs divided, owing to two or three hares being on foot at the same time. On the down, they were very wild, and few would lie; consequently, we were obliged to go into the fields; and the sport, with the exception of a few courses, was not so satisfactory as is generally afforded by that fine ground. The weather, on the second day, was also very fine, and the coursing took place at Chitterne, on a manor in the occupation of Wadham Locke, Esq., and a splendid day's sport was the result. Towards the latter part of the day, there was an appearance of snow, and, by the increased coldness of the air, frost was feared, and, unfortunately, set in on the morning of Thursday, which disappointed the hopes of a vast number of people, interested in the last ties of this large meeting. They were postponed till Friday, in the hope of a change of weather, which did not take place, and the Stakes were divided. It will be seen, by the return of the courses, Lord Stradbrooke's dogs, with the exception of one, remained in for every Stake; and, in my opinion, barring accidents, Midsummer would have carried off the Grand Prize. In her course with Impetus, on the second day, she met with a most awful fall; but came again, nothing baffled, shewed superiority of speed, and killed her hare: she was in superb condition, and the beauty of the meeting. His Lordship's dogs do infinite credit to their trainer, and, to a lover of greyhounds, are a great treat to see. H.H. The returns of the running will be found at p. 240 of the Coursing Register.

LETTER FROM BARON BIEL.

To the Editor of the Sporting Review.

Sir, Zierow, 17th February, 1840. I HAVE seen, in your November Number, an article respecting a match between Prince Pückler Muskau and myself, which has attracted some notice in the sporting world. It originated in a letter of

Prince Pückler's to our mutual friend, Count Veltheim, which was published in the "Augsburg Algemeine Zeitung."

Most people, and I amongst the number, understood the Prince as offering to run an Arab horse over 600 miles, within six days, against any English, Mecklenburg, or other thorough-bred horse. I ventured to take up the gauntlet, under the proviso, that that horse should be considered the victor, which, at the expiration of six consecutive days, had travelled farthest.

Prince Pückler, however, in a letter of the 20th November, published in the above-mentioned paper, informs us, that, by the expression in his former letter, he did not mean to propose starting an Arab horse against an adversary of English blood; but only to assert his opinion, that a horse of that blood could not perform that distance. He declares, at the same time, his willingness to lay a wager against any horse of English blood doing so great a distance, across country, within six days; which a great many Turcoman horses are asserted to have done, in the predatory expeditions of that people. The weight proposed for this race, is 13 st. 2 lb.; and the course, the road between Pesth and Temeswar, in Hungary.

But, as the Prince gives us, in the course of his last letter, a description of the roads in Hungary,-according to which " a whole line of wagons is sometimes seen stuck fast in the mud, and where instances have occurred of horses being completely swallowed up in the deep mire, on the high roads,"I confess that I do not feel at all inclined to risk any valuable horse over such a course, to try the experiment. Perhaps some of your sporting readers may be more adventurous than

Your obedient humble servant,

BIEL.

TATTERSALL'S LIST.

BETTINGS FOR FEBRUARY.

A glance at the month's betting will shew that a strong field has been in the market for the Derby, and that some changes of importance have been effected. A few of those changes are naturally accounted for, the rest are artificial moves in the great game of chance-Beggar-my-neighbour-played twice a week at "the Corner.' Why is Wardan going down the hill at a gailop? We cannot tell. "What made Confederate so good a favourite?" We know not. Next month, we may have something to say e cathredra; till then, as the proverb goes, let every man take care of himself.