86 OCCASIONAL HAPPY THOUGHTS. 



It looks so alDSurd for a man, who has come to buy ahorse 

 for riding and driving, not to try her by riding and driving 

 her, that I accept. With a sporting air, I say, carelessly, 

 " Very well. I'll just chuck my leg over her." 



Feel in a cold shiver. When I am "chucking my leg 

 over her,'' I wonder Avhat slie^W. do ? Horses are such in- 

 telligent creatures that, by the time I've been on two 

 minutes, she'll be sure to discover that I haven't ridden for 

 three years. 



Wish I could withdraw. 



I say to Clumber, in a tone implying contemptuous indif- 

 ference for anything any horse may attempt with me^ " She's 

 quite quiet, eh ? " 



" Quite," says Clumber, who is beginning to have a better 

 opinion of Trott. 



Happy Thought. — To ask Trott, quickly and privatehv 

 '• What's the good of my riding her, if she's got a splinter in 

 her off fore-leg or foot ? " 



Trott replies, " Why, if she suits you in every other respect,. 

 I shouldn't think much of that" 



Ah ! but I do. 



Here she is, saddled. Usual difticulty about stirrups^ 

 Always seems, whenever I get into a fresh saddle, that a 

 Life Guardsman has been using it just before me. After 

 some alterations I say it's "All right." At least, as "all 

 right " as I shall be for the next ten minutes. 



Happy Tho2fght.—\\3\]^ her at first. 



