34 Four-in-Hand in Britain. 



Brighton, Friday Morning, June 17. 



Let us call the roll once more at the door of the 

 Grand Hotel, Brighton, that our history may be com- 

 plete : Mr. and Mrs. B., London ; Mr. and Mrs. T. G., 

 Wolverhampton; Miss M. L., Dunfermline; Miss E. F., 

 Liverpool ; Mr. and Mrs. McC, Miss J. J., Miss A. F., 

 Mr. B. F. v., Mr. H. P., Jr., Mr. G. F. McC, the Queen 

 Dowager and the Scribe. These be the names of the 

 new and delectable order of the Gay Charioteers, who 

 mounted their coach at Brighton and began the long 

 journey to the North Countrie on the day and date 

 aforesaid. And here, O my good friends, let me say 

 that until a man has stood at the door and seen his 

 own four-in-hand drive up before him, the horses — four 

 noble bays — champing the bits, their harness buckles 

 glistening in the sun ; the coach spick and span new 

 and as glossy as a mirror, with the coachman on the 

 box and the footman behind ; and then, enchanted, has 

 called to his friends, " Come, look, there it is, just as I 

 had pictured it ! " and has then seen them mount to 

 their places with beaming faces — until, as I say, he has 

 had that experience, don't tell me that he has known 

 the most exquisite sensation in life, for I know he 

 hasn't. It was Izaak Walton, I believe, who when 

 asked what he considered the most thrilling sensation 

 in life, answered that he supposed it was the tug of a 

 thirty-pound salmon. Well, that was not a bad guess. 

 I have taken the largest trout of the season on bonnie 



