,6^ LIFE OF MYTTON. 



Standing that the river was much swollen by rain at the 

 time. His mare, Cara Sposa, was carried a long way 

 down the stream by the current, and although she at 

 length gained the opposite side with him, the bank 

 would not admit of her landing herself. His whipper- 

 in, Ned Evans, however, who had crossed by the 

 boat, fortunately came to his assistance, and pulled 

 him up the bank, leaving the mare in the water. 

 Nor does the story end here. Jumping upon the 

 whips horse, Mytton got to his hounds, and the mare 

 was eventually brought ashore without much Injury. 



Still I have reason to believe the hair -breadth 

 escapes on wheels even exceeded those in the saddle, 

 which, perhaps, may be in some measure accounted 

 for by his early predilection for tandem-driving— the 

 most hazardous business of any, even in the best 

 of hands— and Mytton was no coachman.* The 

 following feat certainly out-herods Herod ; but my 

 readers shall have it exactly as I myself had it, 

 accompanied with the following remark— Nothing, 

 we are led to believe, is impossible with God ; 

 nothing was improbable of the late John Mytton. 



• When I say he was " no coachman," I mean he knew nothing of tha 

 science or svstem of driving four horses. He would, however, now and 

 then take hold of a teamin the Holyhe.id mail, and I w.is told that when 

 he did, he never attempted to liuk. 



