ABOUT BUYING A HORSE. 139 



the mane— and by a gigantic, muscular, and athletic effort, 

 I am once more upright, and in the saddle again. 



Happy Thoiighf. — Yes. I can answer for it : the horse is 

 quiet: ve?y quiet. While I was executing all these gym- 

 nastics round his head and over and about his back, he 

 never stirred out of a walk. Perhaps he was too bewildered. 



But I'm sure he shies. 



Yet— he doesn't shy again. 



We trot suspiciously. He is suspicious (evidently, by his 

 ears,) of something jumping out of the hedges at him, and I 

 am suspicious of his jumping at nothing. 



We canter. All's well that ends well. I am at my ease ; 

 but still wary. 



Finally, thinking that his faults are those of youth, and 

 will soon disappear, I buy him. 



