Townsend, the pedestrian, so well known in the sporting circles, expired lately in the Cliffe workhouse, Lewes, and was buried in Soutliover church-yard : he was fifty-four years of age.
During the season of 1845, no less than 1477 races have been run. The following account of the various ages that won certain numbers leaves room for much comment, and were owners of racers willing' to proGt by the inferences that might be drawn, the calcula tion would prove of great service. The two-year olds won 122; three ditto, 431 ; four ditto, 264*; five ditto, 242; six ditto, 156|; seven ditto, 9; ag«d horses, 25"2: total, 1477- The horse Isaac proves that horses are not so early worn out as peo ple are too often inclined to imagine; although he is now fourteen years of age, lie won two of the above races. He is the oldest horse on the turf. -Lady Flora, aged, won 19 races; Waterloo, aged, IC|; = The Shadow, aged, 9; Inheritress, five years old, 14; Ninety-one, four years old, 12; Filly out of March First, three years old, 10; Idas, tliree years old, 9; Sweetmeat, three years old, 18|. These eight were the winners of the largest numl>er of races. The largest amounts were won by Refraction, tliree yearr old, won the Oaks, at Epsom, £4625. Merry Monarch, three years old, the Derby, £3975. Sweet meat, tlirec years old, £4060. The Baron, three years old, winner of the St. Lcger and Cesarewich, £3795. Princess Alice, two years old, £3645. Sting, two years old, £3110. Sting at the present moment stands in the proud position of a favourite for the Derby of next year. She is a strong constitutioned filly, and won five out of six races very easy. Among the sporting facts recorded, is one in which a gentleman named Bowes leaped his marc over a brook twenty-one feet wide, and then leaned back himself. Lord Howith's celebrated horse Switcher was pur chased, after winning the Hoot on Park steeple chase, by Lnd Glamis. for £1000. Mr Thomas Hussey, a celebrated sporting charac- ter, well known to all who hunt with the Royal pack, while hunting with the Queen's hounds a few days since, had a very narrow escape in the vicinity of Wy combe. He charged a high fence, which his horse took in beautiful style: on the other side was a chalk pit, upwards of twenty feet deep: to the surprise of everyone in the field, both Mr Hussey and his horse escaped unhurt. A slight projection from the side of the pit, against which the nag first struck, slightly broke the force of the fall.