Echoes of the Hunting Horn 



There are roughly twenty years in a woman's life 

 during which her good looks are taken seriously; before 

 that span is reached she is too young to take much 

 notice of herself and after that span few outsiders will. 

 If some of those years are spent in the open air, with 

 modern cosmetics as protection against the ravages of 

 the elements, she, certainly, will be all the more healthy 

 for her outings. Chemists may be able to sell a certain 

 amount of beauty, but they cannot sell good health. 

 And, of course, if you stroll into the enclosure in Balls- 

 bridge and are suddenly confronted with an apparition 

 in immaculately-cut breeches, with a ravishingly- 

 beautiful face, to which the chemist has added the 

 delicate toning of his art, well, people will forgive your 

 blushing, stammering, tongue-tied helplessness. I do 

 not, by any means, claim that all women who ride 

 horses are good-looking, but I do claim that horse- 

 riding in moderation is one of life's healthiest occupa- 

 tions. 



As a last resource the critic has recourse to that well- 

 worn, venerable platitude : "A woman's place is in 

 her home." 



Quite so, but surely no man who would call himself 

 such expects a woman to live twenty-four hours of 

 every day in her home ! Some relaxation is necessary. 

 Outdoor amusement preferably. If horse-riding is the 

 outlet adopted, so much the better, and if the horse is 

 destined for Dublin Show it is another feather in the 

 owner's cap. To be able to manage her house efficiently 

 and at the same time prepare her horse or horses for 

 Dublin Show, is no weak argument in favour of woman's 



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