Newmarket has over fifty horse training stables, two large racetracks, the Rowley Mile and the July Course, and one of the most extensive and prestigious horse training grounds in the world.[4] The town is home to over 3,500 racehorses, and it is estimated that one in every three local jobs is related to horse racing ...
Hamilton Stud Lane, on the Exening Road, is the haunt of Fred Archer, the great jockey, who died in 1886 aged 29. He is also thought to ride on the race-course, and to have caused several horses to shy or stumble during a race ... Haunted Britain, Antony D. Hippisley Coxe
The next day, Monday 8 November 1886, he was at his residence, Falmouth House, Newmarket, under medical supervision. About 2.25pm his sister, Mrs Colman, visited him in his room and he asked her to send the nurse away. Colman was looking out of the window when Archer got out of bed. She then heard him say "Are they coming?" and saw he had the gun in his hand. She sprang towards him, and while she was struggling with him, he put the gun in his mouth and fired the revolver. He died bleeding in her arms, the bullet having passed out of the back of his neck. The doctor was on the scene very quickly and pronounced him dead ... He was buried in Newmarket cemetery on 12 November ... Some of his effects are now on display at the National Horseracing Museum, including the gun with which he shot himself ... News of Archer's death reached far beyond racing. In London, special editions of the evening newspapers were issued, with crowds queuing in Fleet Street to buy them, and omnibuses stopped to allow commuters to read the billboards. ...
In which an unscrupulous gambler uses a dead jockey to win Newmarket and unwittingly unleashes horror.
Newmarket in Suffolk is horseracing's Vatican. Its jockeys and horses are worshipped, and Fred Archer's name still rings out long after his suicide. The Classics - 2000 Guineas Stakes, 1000 Guineas Stakes, the Oaks, the Derby, the St Leger - are world-renowned, and have been going for decades, in some cases centuries. Someone wins that, and their name is made. Leaving aside the bountiful financial rewards, of course.
Fred Archer took them all.
He was known to be rich and reputed to be a miser - hence the name Tin Man, as in Tin, slang for money. Not, say, slang for lacking empathy, although it might be fair to say Archer had a bit of that problem.
Nobody knows what Archer meant by 'are they coming?' though there are plenty of theories. In this scenario, the assumption is that there's some kind of Mythos context, though the exact meaning is left deliberately vague.
For purpose of this storyline, I'm going to use a fictional version of The Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News, a sister publication to the Illustrated London News. The Sporting and Dramatic was first published in 1874. Archer would have read it and there would have been a special edition published upon his death.
The Tin Man
One of the Hounds' regulars is pursuing copies of the Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic, with intensity. It's not clear why. Nor is it entirely clear which one they want. It's as if they don't know themselves, but they're willing to pay almost any price.
In its day it was a weekly paper. As might be guessed from the title it isn't always about sports; even Agatha Christie appeared in it, back in 1929. This means copies can be had from those interested in the theatre and dramatic arts as well as racing enthusiasts. The British Library is also known to have a complete set.
Judging by the regular's buying habits, it seems they're only interested in editions published in 1885 or prior, and they're not interested in anything published before 1880. That leaves a five-year window. Further investigation (Oral History, Reassurance, Flattery, Art History, History) indicates the regular is only interested in those papers in which Fred Archer appears. Given Archer's talents, he appears in multiple editions. Archer won the Derby, the Oaks, 1000 Guineas, 2000 Guineas and St. Leger in that period. Not counting overseas victories at the Grand Prix de Paris or the Prix du Jockey Club.
In fact, riding the horse Melton, he took both the Derby and the St. Leger in the same year, 1885. Melton went to stud eventually and died in 1910, at the ripe old age of 28. By that point Melton had outlived Archer by 14 years. They both died in November; Archer in November 1886, Melton in November 1910.
If the Hounds pursue this line, they discover that the regular has discovered there's a racing cheat using Mythos Magick to make a gambling fortune and relying on Archer's ghost to do it. The regular wants in on the deal and enlists the Hounds to help them. All the regular knows for sure is that the cheat, a fellow named Auburn Salt, is using the Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic to do it, but the regular doesn't know which edition, which is why the regular's chasing up any and all copies they can get their hands on.
Option One: Idle Hands. Salt is a member in good standing of the Devouring Hands, or Keirecheires. Technically he's not a full-fledged member; he's a Son, following one of the cultists based in Doncaster. However, the expenses of being a Son are catching up with Salt and Salt thinks he's found a foolproof means of guaranteeing income. Salt is using techniques borrowed from his Father and copies of the Sporting and Dramatic as well as a horse sired by Melton to assure himself of winnings at those same races Archer triumphed in back in 1885. What Salt doesn't appreciate is that unsanctioned use of Keirecheires techniques will earn him the ire of his Father, and the stern, punishing hands of the Cult.
Option Two: Dead Horse. Salt is Archer, reincarnate. He has the same look, same lean, tall build, and would be a rider himself, were it not for the fact that horses are terrified of him. Salt doesn't understand whether he's actually Archer back from the dead or simply bears a resemblance, and he doesn't care. What he does care about is money. He's cultivated his appearance and adapted his personality to be as much like Archer as possible and has gathered together a small group of like-minded occult types with one goal in mind: take the Derby and the St. Leger. What Salt doesn't appreciate is that his actions have raised the actual Archer, whose ghost is now causing havoc. Or perhaps he does know and doesn't care.
Option Three: Melton Resurgent. Once, long ago, the jockey Archer found himself indebted to the kind of Mythos forces you don't want in your life. It was thanks to this influence that he was so successful, relying on a totem he kept near him at all times to win the day. At least, so says the horse breeder Auburn Salt, who has a colt spawned by Melton in his stables. Salt is doing everything in his power to ensure that his colt, Balfour, performs just as well as Melton did, but for that to happen Salt needs to recreate the totem Archer made. Salt isn't entirely sure how to do that, and his attempts are only causing problems for anyone and everyone near Salt's stables. Not that Salt cares, so long as he races a reincarnate Melton.
That's it for this week. Enjoy!