Ixii MEMOIR 



emotion he once told me an incident of their associated travels. 

 On one of the mountain ledges of Madeira, Fleeming's pony bolted 

 between Sir William and the precipice above ; by strange good 

 fortune and thanks to the steadiness of Sir William's horse, 

 no harm was done ; but for the moment, Fleeming saw his 

 friend hurled into the sea, and almost by his own act : it was a 

 memory that haunted him. 



