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crowd, collected to watch him, seemed glad of an oppor- 

 tunity to give their Waterloo hero a hearty cheer as he 

 rode away. 



Perhaps the finest pair of hands to be seen amongst 

 the frequenters of the Park in the present day belong to 

 Mr. Mackenzie Greaves, a retired cavalry officer of our 

 own service, who, passionately fond of hunting and 

 everything connected with horses, has lately turned his 

 attention to the subtleties of the haute &ole, nowhere 

 better understood, by a select few, than in Paris, where 

 he usually resides. To watch this gentleman on a horse 

 he has broken in himself, gliding through the crowd, as 

 if by mere volition, with the smoothness, ease, and 

 rapidity of a fish arrowing up a stream, makes one quite 

 understand how the myth of the Centaur originated in 

 the sculpture and poetry of Greece. 



In common with General Laurenson, whose name I 

 have already mentioned as just such another proficient, 

 his system is very similar to that of Monsieur Baucher, 

 one. of the few lovers of the animal either in France or 

 England, who have so studied its character as to reduce 

 equine education to a science. Its details are far too 

 elaborate to enter on here, but one of its first principles, 

 applied in the most elementary tuition, is never to let 

 the horse recoil from his bridle. 



