LIFE OF MYTTON. 49 



the Oaks (she was named in those stakes), and 

 afterwards she Jierself should put ihun into his pocket. 

 On my ridiculing the idea, he said, — " Why not ? 

 Slie will now put both her hind feet into my 

 pockets, and why not her mouth ? " I accompanied 

 him to the stable, and to my horror witnessed the 

 latter exhibition. Mytton laid himself down at full 

 length under her belly, with his bare head between 

 her heels, and first taking up one foot, and then 

 the other, placed them both in the pockets of his 

 dressing-gown. William Dilly, his trainer, witnessed 

 all this as well as mj'self; but on his attempting 

 to take liberties with a horse called Oswestry, in 

 the next box, who was of a very different temper, 

 his worthy servant thus addressed him: "You will 

 do that once too often, sir, with this horse ; and, 

 good-tempered as she is, should your Oaks filly- 

 become alarmed, she will surely knock out your 

 brains." "Good advice, Mr. Dilly," said I, as 1 

 turned away from the awful scene, " but you may 

 spare your breath; John Mytton will be John- 

 Mytton ; he heareth not the voice of the charmer, 

 charm he never so wisely, and, like Homer's divini- 

 ties, is always in mischief." 



But I must not do as Homer did by his heroes. 



