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your own guide, and then pauses himself, to urge 

 on the beginners behind you, and for a minute 

 or two the orders follow one another thick and 

 fast, the three men working together, each 

 seeming to have eyes for each pupil, and to 

 divine the intentions of his coadjutors, and 

 then comes the order, " Prepare to whoa ! 

 Whoa ! " and the master sits down on the 

 mounting-stand, and frees his mind on the 

 subject of corners, a topic which you begin to 

 think is inexhaustible. 



" Please show these ladies how to go into a 

 corner," he concludes, and your teacher does 

 so, executing the movement so marvelously 

 that it seems as if he would have no difficulty 

 in performing it in any passageway through 

 which his horse could walk in a straight line. 

 The whole class gazes enviously, to be brought 

 to a proper frame of mind by a sharp expostu- 

 latory fire of : " Keep your distance ! For- 

 ward ! " with about four times as many warn- 

 ings addressed to the society young lady as to 

 all the others ; and then suddenly, unexpectedly, 

 the clock strikes and the lesson is over. 



The society young lady dresses herself with 



