INTRODUCTION. 



Lined were harmless, well-disposed turtle doves as compared 

 with this Scottish specimen of downright devilry. Only three 

 or four weeks previous to meeting the professor in the ring, 

 his lordship would have worried a man to death had not 

 his owner emptied the right barrel of his gun right into the 

 savage's face, knocking his off eye out and otherwise damag- 

 ing his truculent visage. The loss of this optic did not im- 

 prove the murderous brute's look, and when Mr. Galvayne 

 first exchanged looks with the ferocious stallion he must 

 have felt something as Sir Charles Napier did when, un- 

 armed, he faced the glare of the tiger. "Why surely that 

 brute must be out of devil's dam," muttered one horsey on- 

 looker as the splendid savage, led by four men, each holding 

 on to a long and strong tow rope, came plunging into the 

 marquee. But before he had time or opportunity to indulge 

 in any of his antics the tamer had him in his meshes, he 

 was " Galvayned " — a sort of Scottish-maiden process, only 

 to be learned by attending its inventor's classes — and to 

 some extent powerless. The writhings of the demon during 

 his first lesson might have been compared to the contortions 

 of the vast python when Waterton took him by the throat 

 in his hollow den. If the Australian had thrown away the 

 glimmer of a chance he would have been savaged. Had 

 Lord Lyon got him fairly down, with firm teeth-hold, then 

 " not the gaunt Hon's hug, the boa's clasp," would have been 

 more deadly. Completely frenzied, roaring like a hungry 

 lion, his solitary eye gleaming with passion, the Clydesdale 

 put forth all his might, he struck out in front like a prize- 

 fighter. 



'' His ears laid back ^ his tangled \\2ing\ng mane 



Upon his compound crest now stands on end ; 

 His nostrils drink the air, and forth again 

 As from a furnace vapours doth he send." 



(Shakespeare, j-Z/^cr/^Z/^' a//(?;r^.) 



