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of a lot I bought, and although I could 

 drive them myself, it took very little to 

 upset them, and they were never very 

 reliable. They were demons to strike 

 you at first. I used to cure them by 

 fastening two legs together, and by 

 galvayning them. They were very 

 hardy beasts, and I had two fairly good 

 hunters out of the lot. 



Young horses always seem to go better 

 in a town than in the country at first; 

 there are so many strange sights in a 

 town to attract them, they seem lost In 

 wonderment, whilst In a country lane 

 they magnify the slightest unusual sight 

 Into an apparition. I used to drive fat 

 fresh four-year olds In the brake along 

 the Old Kent Road apparently unmind- 

 ful of anything, and the same horses 

 would have had fits at sight of a barrel- 

 organ in a country lane. The side 



