THE ADVENTURES 



GENTLEMAN IN SEARCH OF A HORSE. 



CHAPTER I. 



Weary of my own weight, I sallied forth one fine 

 morning in January, with fifty guineas in my pocket, 

 bent on finding myself well mounted on a good 

 hackney. It is now the loth of March, and I am 

 still without a horse, and minus far more than fifty 

 guineas, except a right of action against a dealer, of 

 doubtful solvency. The publication of my adven- 

 tures in this Quixotic expedition, and some former 

 ones of a similar character, may possibly replace a 

 part of my loss ; if not, the next greatest pleasure 

 to benefiting oneself is to do good to others ! I will 

 therefore give my friends the fruits of my horse- 

 dealing experience. 



My first recourse was, naturally enough, to the 

 9 



