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full length to eat his supper that night, he making a light lunch, one in particular-a would say to himself—"What fools these men cute fellow in his way-resting his nose-bag are ! They quarrel and fight, waste their on his companion's back. Here are 'bus corn, sweat and grow thin, break their knees, horses "drawing lots ;” and here is a horse and lose their wind, all for nothing. A few in a gig, a tall horse, stepping out bravely; years, and the quarrel will be all over : nothing and here is a horse in a cabriolet, a horse gained on either side but a heavy debt to pay. such as young Bailey drove—a horse of disI swear by my dam, they are worse than tinguished family, who had Capricorn for his asses !” The famous dapple grey La Noble, nephew, and Cauliflower for his brother, and who bore the Count d'Artois-afterwards showed himself worthy of his high relations Charles X.-into Paris (1814), subsequently by champing at the bit until his breast was carried the Dukes of Berri and Angouleme. white with foam, and rearing like a horse in The horse that was ridden by Napoleon into heraldry. Here is a pony in a butcher's cart Paris, by torchlight, at the beginning of the -a pony not much bigger than a Newfound. hundred days, was the identical same horse land dog, but with so much go in him that it that brought in the Bourbon prince a little dazzles you to look at his legs; and here is a while afterwards; therefore, you see, horses poor broken hack in the shafts of a miserable are exceedingly like courtiers, and very much tumbril-a dust cart pacing along more slowly at the service of the reigning dynasty. Mr. than the long-tailed prancers, black and sleek, Thomas Carlyle makes the horse say, in his with feathers in their heads and velvet housings, appeal to man, “Am I not a horse and a half that are bearing a load of human dust to the brother ?” (an asinine compliment to us, I great dust contractors' yard —the cemetery. suppose). But the fact is, the horse is our Horses. Here are the high-mettled racers, equal—I say so. Graminivorous quadruped their pedigrees well known, their powers omnivorous biped! Which shall claim pri- heavily wagered, their portraits in the print ority ?
Gulliver could not tolerate bis own shops. It might be proper for an episcopal race, after a residence with the horses-no, I satirist (Bishop Hall) to ask should think not!
“ Dost thou prize Horses. I look out
my window and
The brute beasts' worth by their dams' qualities ?” they walk past, trot past, gallop past; horses of all breeds and no breed, all colours and no Yes, is the answer. The Arabians are recolour, with splendid action and with none at markably particular about a horse's family, all, horses that are three parts corn and the and the sire of Flying Childers was an Araother blood, and horses that a friend of mine bian steed with a pedigree a good deal older describes as having three legs and a swinger. than the Duke of Devonshire's. See them Here is a horse that might win favourable flying over the course—see them as they are notice in the fashionable parks; and here is coming in neck and neck, leaving the rack another fit only for a galloping snob to ride; far behind, the horses surely care as much here is a Hansom cab borse, with all the go about it as the men, perhaps enjoy it more, in him of a high-mettled racer, and here is for as old Burton has it, they gallop many another that looks as if it would tumble down gentlemen quite out of their fortunes.
“ Up, if you took it out of the shafts. There is a and let us follow the chase.” The scarlet coats brewer's dray with a team of such sleek and
are gathering :big horses that one sings apropos
In yellow leaved autumn, the haze of the moon I wish I was a brewer's horse,
Gave promise of rapture to come ;
The melody woke in the sound of the horn
The breeze and the shout met the sun's early beam, Horses are vegetarians, but not teetotallers ;
With the village response in full play ; they like a bowl of ale, and dou’t snort at a
All vigour my steed leapt the fence and the stream,
And was foremost at dawn of the day. bottle of good old wine. There is a coal waggou unloading, and the big horses are "All vigour,” that is what you expect and what
you find in a good hunter, ay and steadiness find the story in most of the old joke-books so gentle and so steady that they will take a a Frenchman was in London ; when he relady over a fence as easily as though she were turned home to "the centre of civilisation ” sitting in an easy chair at home.
he reported how cheaply he bad fared. The Horses. Look at soldiers' horses, how well butcher, he said, came round every morning they know the bugle calls, and how promptly calling “caws' meat,” and providing you they obey! What pluck there is in them, with sufficient flesh food for one ha’penny to "snuffing the battle afar off !” I read some- serve both for dinner and supper. He liked where that the Tyrolese in one of their in the flavour; he discovered what it was ; the surrections took fifteen Bavarian horses, then tradition of his experience extended far and mounted them with as many of their men; wide ; the French, as the result, are becoming but in a rencontre with a squadron of the a nation of horse-eaters, and they are going regiment of Bubenhoven, when these horses to send culinary missionaries here to make heard the trumpet and recognised the uniform us eat it too. Of course, I am aware, every• of the regiments, they set off at full gallop body is aware, that borse in disguise has been and carried their riders in spite of all their eaten. Well do I remember the affecting efforts into the Bavarian ranks, where they lines of a seaman to his rations :were made prisoners.
Old horse, old horse, what brought you here, Education develops the power of the horse.
From Carisbrook to Portland pier? “A whip for the horse; ” but
I've carted stones this many a year; Rarey says quite different.
His plan was
Till killed by blows and sore abuse,
They salted me down for sailors' use. gentleness, and that wins !
The sailors they do me despise, It is astonishing what an educated horse They turn me over, they swear at my eyes, can do. Very likely you have seen some horse- Cut off my meat and pick my bones,
Then chuck 'em away to Davy Jones. riding, I mean in the ring; white horses that seem to be ornamented with black wafers, But this was a practice on the quiet, the trick cream coloured steeds with long manes, horses of contractors ; not so the scheme of France. of all sorts that look unlike all other horses, They go in for horse flesh as the flesh of horse; and" play fantastic tricks” in an atmosphere of they make the gravy out of horse shoes ! orange peel and sawdust—what is it they They propose that we should follow their excannot be taught to do ? Act! they act a good ample. Why? Because our strength is deal better than the majority of bipeds ; when beef. The roast beef of old England has the quadrupeds held their own at Astley’s I been our mainstay; we have fought our battles saw Richard III. beautifully mounted, and on upon it, and the French are aware of this; it the mimic field of Bosworth, horses shammed is a coup d'etat, an ambitious stroke of policy to die and lay as still as death with all the from the kitchen, from the Tuileries ; but such fighting round them. Bless you, a well-trained varlting ambition will o’erleap the saddle horse never misses his tip or goes loose in his and fall on t'other side! Firstly, I protest ponging. Pay your ocbre safely at the doors against horse-flesh as diet because it is likely if a horge is on the boards or in the circus- to upset our constitution; and secondly, bethey are all right, always.
cause I love the horse too well to eat him. And now I think I have said enongh about Eat my horse ! O Centaurs, shall I eat myself ? horses to introduce the real subject of my O Sagittarius, would the horse eat me? letter. Sir-sirs- We are gcing to devour 1 enter my protest. I procure a steaming the horse-to take him from the stable and to glass of whisky and water from the White fatten him for table and to serve his noble Horse cellar, hot, strong, and sweet, I gradujoints as we serve the flesh of beeves-yes, ally elevate it, previous to elevating myself, sir, we are to have horses dead and in their and I propose the sentiment, gravies to say grace over-is this English ? it, old hoss! I pause for no reply, but answer cmphatically, After which I subscribe myself as no! It is an over-the-water idea, it has come
Yours faithfully, from France. A long while ago-you may
THE ODD BOY.
LIFE ON THE INDIAN FRONTIER,
BY A BACKWOODSMAN.
merely laughed, and declared that an Indian could not touch him on his Lizzy.
There are men who wantonly rush into YEA EARS had passed since the first esta- perils because danger has something attractive
blishment of my settlement, but it was for them, and who seek them in order to have still the grcatest rarity to see a strange white an opportunity of expending the energy they face among us; and though I visited the nearest feel within them; there are others who incur town more frequently than at the outset, it danger in order to display themselves to the led to no settled intercourse.
world as heroes, though their courage is not Hence I was greatly surprised one morning very genuine ; lastly, there are men who exwhen the sentry came into my house and in- pose themselves calmly and delightedly to formed me that a white man was riding alone great dangers, because they are entirely iguoalong the river, mounted on a mule, which is rant of them, and cannot be persuaded of their the most unsuitable of animals in the Indian existence till they are surprised and destroyed country. I ran with a telescope to the turret by them. Such a man was our new acquaintat the south-east end of the fort, and not only ance, Mr. Kreger ; we all tried to make him found the watchman's statement confirmed, understand how madly he had behaved, and but also that the man had not even a weapon; that it was only by a miracle he had escaped unless it was hidden in two enormous packs the notice of the Redskins, which must have which dangled on each side of his mule. The entailed his inevitable death, during his long rider drew nearer, at one moment emerging solitary journey to us, and while sleeping at on the ridges, and then disappearing again in night by a large fire. He merely smiled at it the hollows. At length our growing curiosity all, and said that it could not be quite so bad, was satisfied, and a white man, a German, while making repeated applications to his snuffsaluted us with an innocently calm smile. On box. As regarded his intentions of making my asking how he had come here alone and his excursions from my house, I told him it unarmed, he said cheerfully :-"Well, from was impossible ; because when I went out the settlement. I was able to find your mule hunting I did not waste my time over plants, track quite easily. Mr. Jones, accompanied and he, as no sportsman, would be a nuisance me for a whole day, and during the last four to me; on the other hand, we could not think I have seen nobody.” It soon came out that of letting him wander about alone, the dauger his name was Kreger, and that he was a of which I confirmed by telling him various botanist who had come to examine the Flora adventures of mine. For all this, I received about us, which had not yet been collected. him hospitably; gave him a place to sleep in, For this purpose he brought with him two and a seat at table; showed him where to find enormous bundles of blotting-paper, which corn for Lizzy, where he could wash his sheets hung on his Lizzy--so he called his gallant -in a word, made him as comfortable as lay charger-and, like woolbags in a battery, in my power. might have protected him against Indian I had long intended to explore more distant arrows, if he had had any missiles to reply countries than those I had visited during my with; but he only had a pistol in his trousers' sporting excursions, especially the continuation pocket, which would not go off, in spite of all of our plateaux to the north, and had made my the experiments we made with it. Everybody arrangements for this tour, when Mr. Kreger had warned him of the danger to which he surprised us by his advent. On the day after exposed himself on his journey to me; and his arrival we took a walk round the fort and the last pioneer he passed, a Mr. Jones, had the garden, during which he broke off the tried to keep him back by force, but he had conversation every moment, and plucked some