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an excellent horsewoman, with, as one can easily see, 

 an exceptionally light hand. Then I note Mrs. 

 Pritchard Eayner, a lady whom I have noticed on 

 many occasions going right well with the Atherston 

 and North Warwickshire hounds ; Mrs. Langtry, look- 

 ing exceedingly well as she steers her handsome nag 

 along the Row; the Countess of Lonsdale, the justly 

 observed of all observers, mounted upon the handsome 

 brown horse which I think is the same that carried 

 her so brilliantly with the Cottesmore and the Quorn ; 

 the Hon. Hugh Lowther, riding "Mohican," with which 

 he took a prize at the Agricultural Hall, a thorough- 

 bred who has been taught to perform properly by this 

 bold and skilful horseman. 



Of the costumes of those promenading on this 

 occasion by the side of the Row, much might be said 

 by one acquainted with millinery and the many 

 devices designed to increase the attractions of the 

 human form divine. To my untutored eyes the attire 

 of the many passing by resembled the ever- changing 

 views seen in a kaleidoscope, so bright and varied 

 were the hues of their garments. Two or three 

 striking dresses, however, I could not fail to notice. 

 One of black satin, worn by a beautiful girl, with 

 black hair and eyes to match, and of a figure that 

 any sculptor would have given the world to copy, a 

 specimen, in truth, of an English maiden of high 

 degree, one almost 



Too fair to worship ; too divine to love. 



Another, consisting of a crimson velvet tight-fitting 

 jacket, with a silken skirt of a less pronounced colour, 

 was graced by a fair girl of superb figure, lovely com- 



