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&c. the heel ought to be let down by degrees," I 

 dissent wholly. In short, the whole of the pa- 

 ragraph tends to prove that the nails of our fin- 

 gers and toes would be better if we let them 

 shoot into talons. Is future, sacred from the 

 knife be each horse's foot. Let firog and hoof 

 commingling lovingly together, jog on in that 

 happy state of equilibrium recommended by your 

 scientific relative, thrush, corns, inflammation 

 of the heel, perpetual lameness, and a few other 

 slight disasters, will be the only result — and all 

 the farriers shall say, amen ! — It is really curious 

 to see what a pah:ful struggle for notoriety this 

 scribbling moriai has made through every page 

 of his book---pianfuily pre-eminent must have 

 been that feeling that made him vain enough to 

 suppose his abuse would be noticed in the quar- 

 ter to which it was directed. But, soaiii 

 the wings of vanity, I make no doubt but is} his 

 dream he saw, Wimbledon Common covered with 

 cavalry, and himself, with uplifted hammer, 

 shoeing away before the eyes of admiring [loyal- 

 ty, and confuting the plan of this intruder, 

 Blagrave. Alas ! alas ! his hand is not {loomed 

 to be exalted in the eyes of Princes, neither shall 

 the thinness of his heels he praised by the torgue 

 of Royalty; mute continues the clinking of his 

 hammer, and his shoes shall sink into the obli- 

 vion of an old iron shop. Oh, that tire mighty 

 of the laud would grant thee a trial, thou quon- 



