particular, seem to think more of the capabilities of the 

 conveyance than the horse, and the writer has many times 

 put the gentle reminder to those in charge: "In con- 

 sidering or risking what the cart will hold, think how 

 much the horse can draw'.' 



In the summer time, and holiday times, it is the 

 usual practice to pack human beings behind a horse 

 as close as a tin of sardines, and often with the tugs too 

 low, and the shafts swinging about ; the cart body 

 bumping upon the axletree, caused by the springs being 

 over-weighted which, together with "We won't go home 

 till morning," and other lively melodies in harmony with 

 the time of evening, are all, apparently, necessary to 

 complete the day's enjoyment. But how little can the 

 occupants think of the enormous risk they are running 

 whilst rocking backwards and forwards, as though they 

 would roll in one mass out of the vehicle, and their whole 

 attention seeming to be centred in getting to the top of 

 their voices on the return journey ; flogging, and racing 

 up hill and down, frequently, at least as a rule, more 

 excited or helpless, as the case may be, than when starting 

 out, and their last thoughts being the Horse. 



Gardeners' carts, although to all appearance a big 

 load, are, as a rule, packed with more judgment, the 

 gardener generally putting the finishing touch to the 

 balance by stowing himself away either on the front 

 or extreme back of his strong and well built cart, 

 as the case requires ; and, generally speaking, his 

 horse is well-cared for, and never to be seen distressed 

 or neglected. There is sometimes a risk in allowing 

 the faithful animal to hurry home in the evening, 

 almost on its own responsibility, the driver being in a 

 kind of semi-sleep, after his very long and laborious 

 day's work, which generally commences with the daylight 



