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Chapter 1 No.1

A severely contested race of four heats.

Handicap Sweepstakes of 10 sovs. each, with the remainder added. Heats, one mile and distance.

Lord Stradbroke's b f by Morisco, out of Arethusa, 3 years old, 7st. 2lbs

1 w.o.

Mr. Pettit's b m Ipsala, by Sultan, 4 years old, 8st. 5lb.

2 dr.

After the above account of sport, it is needless to say that everyone who attended the Races was delighted. The severe running on the first day prevented several of the horses starting on the second, but the four well-contested heats for the Town and Country Gentlemen's Plate more than compensated for the deficiency in the number of horses. The ordinaries and Ball were well attended-a very liberal subscription was entered into for the Races of 1832. The Gold Cup Stakes is already filled, and the Norfolk and Suffolk Hunters' Stake of 5 sovs. each, with 20 sovs. added, for horses not thoroughbred, which have been regularly hunted in either of the above counties, has already six subscribers. The ladies at the Ball on Tuesday evening commenced a subscription for a Ladies' Plate of 50 sovs. for next year, which will be in addition to the two Fifty Pounds Plates usually given. Edmund Preston, Esq., is appointed one of the stewards for 1832."

Sept. 29th.-The Reformers of Yarmouth "had an excellent meeting" at the Town-hall. Mr. Alderman Barth was in the chair, and Messrs. Clowes, S. Cobb, Shelley, Hammond, Sewell, and Munsey took part in the proceedings.

Oct. 6th.-The Mayor (John Preston, Esq.,) "celebrated his inauguration at the Town-hall on Thursday sennight by a sumptuous entertainment, which was attended by the Lord Lieutenant, Judge Alderson, Sir W. Folkes, M.P., the Hon. E. Pellew, and about 300 gentlemen of the county and town."

Nov. 17th.-A Board of Health had been established for the better cleansing the streets and lanes, and the removal of nuisances.

The "Star" coach, when about a mile this side of Eye, was driven into by "a fellow in a drunken state," and one of the leaders was killed on the spot.

Nov. 24th.-The dairy of John Waters, Esq., of Ormesby, had been broken into and 16 pints of butter, 14 cheeses, a fat goose, and a quantity of meat and flour stolen.

Large flocks of "Stormy Petrels" had visited our shores, and between 6 and 7 dozen of them taken alive; several "Little Auks" and "Arctic Gulls" had also been shot.

Dec. 29th.-A poor man known as "Do you know him" was insulted, by a man pulling a nightcap over his face, and at the same time informing him that he was about to be "burked," which so much "alarmed the poor creature, that he was taken to his home in a desponding state."

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