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always be heard, was kept in my mind as admir- 

 ably placed for tlie play of a syringe in the way 

 of artillery, to the utter confusion of all regulated 

 smartness on parade. I little thought, in those 

 hours of childhood, that, at some future day, I 

 should mount ^Hhe Tilt-yard Guard," and the sen- 

 tinels then, whose predecessors had at times dis- 

 turbed my contemplation of the outer world, 

 should all be imder my command. Well, I was 

 but young in those days, and before I proceed to 

 descend from my awful contemplation of the then 

 Lord Malmesbury, to the consideration of a poor 

 and, for a time, friendless little dog, I must also, 

 as in duty bound to the larger animal, speak of my 

 impressions in regard to one of the most prolific 

 cows that, first or last, has ever come under my 

 observation ! 



Opposite the end of Berkeley House garden 

 and the Carlton House stables, in the park 

 under the elm trees, there was, at the time I men- 

 tion, a red cow, she was fastened by a halter to a 

 post, and there was a sort of large bin of wood close 

 to her, with some seats around ; it and this bin 

 or box seemed, in my thoughts, to be very strangely 

 and closely and intimately implicated with the 



