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ance of herbage which the copious showers have 

 caused to crop up. 



Once or twice whilst riding in the Row I have met 

 with a brief spell of fair weather, sufficient to have 

 induced a tolerable sprinkling of the habitues of 

 Hyde Park to dare the treacherous and deceitful 

 elements. First, I observe Lord Calthorpe riding 

 his splendid chesnut horse, one of a thousand ; and 

 I opine that his lordship is no indifferent judge of 

 horse-flesh, when I observe the movements of this 

 grand animal, and remember that I have on several 

 occasions seen him driving in his well-appointed cab 

 a handsome bay, an extremely good mover, exactly 

 suited to his work. Of all the vehicles for London 

 work, give me a cab, by a first-rate maker, and a 

 horse such as I saw Lord Calthorpe driving on the 

 morning alluded to. Next I see the well-remem- 

 bered form of Mr. Mackenzie Grieves, on his showy 

 blood horse, and my mind reverts to bygone times, 

 and the Bois de Boulogne. Then Lady Parker canters 

 by, giving a sunny smile and pleasant recognition to 

 the friend riding at my side, and I call to mind 

 several clinking runs with the Royal Buckhounds, 

 Avhen I've seen her ladyship go the pace, with cour- 

 age, skill, and discretion. Next, passing at a walking 

 pace, I note Lord and Lady Breadalbane ; greatly ad- 

 miring the magnificent bay horse that is ridden with 

 such ease and grace by her ladyship. Then comes 

 Colonel Cecil Forester, riding a steady cob, and 

 visions of far-off days come across me, when Richard 

 Howard Vyse was captain, and Sir Charles Slisgsby 

 and Sir Robert Sheffield were lieutenants in the Blues, 

 and I was a not unfrequent visitor at the mess. 



