CHAPTEE XXXIY. 



OUR MODERN STAGE-COACHES. 



F the many pleasing diversions that are 

 provided for the British public at this 

 period of the year, there is not one 

 more popular or deserving of success 



than that of coaching. Fine weather is the one 



thing to be desired, and when 



" From brightening fields of ether fair disclosed, 

 Child of the sun, refulgent summer comes, 

 In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth," 



there is no more delightful pastime or better mode 

 of beguiling the tedious hours than taking your seat 

 on one of our modern stage-coaches, and, with an 

 artist on the bench, being tooled along at the rate 

 of ten miles an hour. The clatter of the hoofs of 

 four high-stepping steeds, the mellow winding of the 

 horn, and the cheery companionship of your fellow- 

 passengers, cannot fail, unless you are of a morose 

 turn of mind, to quicken the pulsations of your 

 heart and enliven your spirits, whilst spanking along 

 one of the pleasant routes that are offered for your 

 selection by the spirited proprietors of these well- 

 appointed vehicles. 



