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perambulating piemen, coachmen out of place, 

 country clods, town cads — gaping, talking, won- 

 dering; the din occasionally interrupted by a 

 street serenade, the trampling of cattle, or the 

 music of a guard's horn. In our day, the 

 interesting sight of some well-appointed coach 

 drawn up before the old "White Horse Cellar" 

 may still be witnessed, divested of the noise and 

 confusion of former times. The coachman — 

 generally speaking a gentleman — quietly takes 

 his seat on the box, the guard is attentive to 

 the inside and outside passengers, and at the 

 " All ready !" cheers the lookers-on with the 

 sound of his horn ; while the four spicy nags 

 trot along Piccadilly at a steady pace, to be 

 increased when they get off the stones. 



