Society in the Saddle. 5 1 



bridle, bay horse, worth any amount of money to 

 a welter weight, quietly enjoying an evening ride 

 with his daughter, a lovely specimen of a fair English 

 girl, who has seen but eighteen summers at most ; 

 note her graceful and elegant figure, her smiling 

 face, bright blue eyes, and neatly-braided light- 

 brown hair, then tell me in what other clime you 

 can match — 



"The faultless form, shaped by the hand of Harm on j : 

 The cheek, where the live crimson through the native 



white soft shooting, 

 O'er the face diffuses bloom, and every nameless grace ; 

 The parted lip, like the red rose-bud moist with morn- 

 ing dew, breathing delight ! " 



The evening wanes, and many are on the move ; 

 but who is this fresh comer, this fair woman, accom- 

 panied by a child on a small pony, mounted upon a 

 superb chesnut horse in brilliant condition, who 

 handles her high-spirited and impetuous steed in 

 so masterly a manner % Surely here we have the 

 graceful form, elegant seat, light hand, and brave 

 heart that witched the world with her horsemanship 

 in the merry days when I used to visit " The Hay- 

 cock" at Wansford, and go the pace with the Fitz- 

 william? If so, then Time has dealt gently with 

 her, and no one, even now, can surpass her in style, 

 or hope to rival her faultless taste in dress or 

 equipage. 



