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his trying the others. It was Brutus whom I rode over 

 the river Brent, and, no one of that field following, I 

 stopped the hounds till they had gone round by a 

 bridofe. Mr. Elmore reminded me of this not a month 

 from the present time. Jack-o'-Lantern was also 

 famous, and that he was so is proved by the following 

 circumstance. Lord Cardigan and myself were going 

 together in a run over the Gerrard's Cross country, 

 Lord Cardigan, in the brilliant way in which I have 

 seen him go, leading. We had flown a fence into a 

 field, and were making for the one out of it, when 

 Lord Cardigan, slackening his speed on looking at 

 the other fence, called out to me, " We're pounded, 

 by G — d." I said, " jSTo," and continued my course, 

 feeling Jack, as he ever did when a big fence was 

 coming, draw a long breath and collect himself. I 

 took the fence, I believe, without touching a binder 

 or twig ; the bank was very high, upright, and the 

 hedge partly wattled, and, taking a turn to complete 

 his run at it. Lord Cardigan, as might be expected, 

 was very soon with me. I know he did not touch a 

 twig, for I turned in my saddle to see how he fared. 

 Jack-o'-Lantern had but one eye ; he was sixteen 

 hands high, and I believe as thorough-bred as Eclipse. 

 He never seemed to feel the loss of his eye when going 

 across a country, for I believe with his one eye he 

 contrived to see more than most horses with two. 

 The only time I found the want of it was on a 

 towing path on a canal. He there ran my leg against 

 a post, and occasioned it some temporary damage. 

 We ran a stag once from Harlington Corner nearly 

 to Guildford; Jack went beautifully, but fell lame 

 at the end. Lame as he was, the dealer, Mr, Robinson, 

 offered me three hundred guineas for him, which I 



