Often while the gentlemen were at dinner in the evening I used to sit in the park and give them a solo on the cornet. While I was engaged at the Auberies I played with 18 of Suffolk against the famous All-England Eleven at Bury St Edmund's; and in this, to me, most important match, I had the misfortune to make a pair-of-spectacles! I was consoled somewhat with what I did with the ball, and obtained 5 wickets for 39 runs in the second innings of England. The wickets I took were those of Messrs A. Mynn, Guy, Pilch, Box, and Hillyer. Martingell, I remember, was missing from his hotel one evening, and Old Clarke for a joke sent the crier round Bury to call out, "Lost, a Martingell!" I was so proud of being seen with the All-England Eleven that, although I was not on their side, I rode to London with them on the coach when they went away, for no other purpose than to be in their society.
I never saw Captain Alexander from the time I left the Auberies, at the end of 1849, until I returned from Australia in 1871, when he came up and spoke to me at the Oval.
