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and they had no one to guide them. They stopped for 

 the drag as usual at the top and bottom of the hills, and 

 drew up at the accustomed inn in the usual manner. 

 There were no outside passengers, but a woman and 

 child were inside, and were not in the least injured.' 



On Tuesday, December 27, 1836, about a mile 

 from St. Albans, on the London side, a chariot without 

 horses was seen by Burdett, the guard of the Liverpool 

 mail, at the moment that his coach had got into a drift 

 and almost at the same spot. The chariot was very 

 nearly buried in the snow. There were two ladies in- 

 side, who made an earnest appeal for help to the mail 

 guard. They stated that the post-boy had left them for 

 St. Albans to get fresh cattle and* had been gone two 

 hours. The guard's own situation was critical, for his 

 coachman, a passenger, and four horses, had to be put on 

 their legs again, and he was unable to render any assist- 

 ance. His mail being extricated, he therefore pursued 

 his journey to London, leaving the chariot and the ladies 

 to their fate. 



