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Hall, Harry (British, 1814-1882) Mr. Martinson's Nancy With Job Marson, Jr. Up And The Trainer Job Marson, Sr., 1851 Oil on canvas, 23" x 30" , Signed Signed. Bred in 1848 by M. Baxter, Nancy—by Pompey out of Hawise— was owned by Mr. Martinson of Hull. Trained at Beverley and ridden by Job Marson, she won a number of races, including the Chester Cup and Goodwood Cup in 1851, and the York Cup, in which she beat Voltigeur. The following is an account of the 1851 Goodwood Cup from the Sporting Magazine: We have now arrived at the event of the day par excellence ... The Goodwood Cup, value 300 sovereigns. This lot furnished a field of half a score with final odds: Nancy, 2 to 1 against her; 9 to 4 Cariboo, 9 to 2 Cossack. Cariboo was the first at work when the flag fell, the ruck close behind him. No change of any account occurred till at the mile-post, Cariboo showed in the van; but the speed was obviously a very low average, the whole of them being still upon good terms. As they ascended the hill the favourite drew towards the front, and consequently forced the rate of running. As they faced you, coming down the fall to the rails, it seemed that the pace had unfolded its tale — or tail — for, save Nancy and Cossack, all were out of it and the filly had it apparently her own way. Between the Stand and the Chair, however, Alfred Day made a rush with Cossack that for some cause or other looked as if it had put the result in jeopardy — ultimately Nancy winning cleverly by a head. Canaeus, the third, was a couple of lengths from Cossack. I refrain from any comments on the result. It is manifest that the best animal in the race won it, and that I take to be the end and purpose of the turf. About this time, the stewards having gone into a “case” alleged against Nancy for the Cup — namely, that she was the property of “ notorious defaulters “ — came to the subjoined resolution: “The stewards, having investigated the objections to Nancy’s qualification to start for the Goodwood Cup, are of opinion that she is entitled to run.” .... know no more of Mr. Martinson than I do of the man in the moon (if there be one there, which is very doubtful); but this I must say, if he were as big a rogue as Jonathan Wild, instead of an upright inhabitant of Hull, as I am assured he is, he would be justified in denouncing the treatment to which he has been subjected as anything but English fair play. Upon the principle that men at Goodwood declared his own horse did not belong to him — with impunity, may not men at Hull assert with the same result that his wife does not belong to him, nor his house, nor anything that is his? Is he sure of the coat on his back? — of the nose on his face? “Prove them to be yours, sir — prove it — how do you prove it?” Here’s a pretty situation for a Christian publican!