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cated by himself, I cannot pretend to speak 

 from experience ; but I can easily believe that 

 my utmost enjoyment in the exercise is, com- 

 pared to that described by M. Baucher, c as 

 moonlight unto sunlight, or as water unto 

 wine/ 



I have but a few more words to say. Many 

 of our English sporting writers are accustomed 

 to speak with not unnatural derision of what 

 they call the Continental style of riding. They 

 are fond of contrasting the crippled action 

 and cowed or embittered temper of the highly- 

 broken foreign charger with the free step and 

 generous spirit of the English hunter. I dare 

 say we all remember Mr. Clarke's amusing 

 account of the vicious Hungarian pony, which 

 had been curbed and spurred by the German 

 cavalry officers until he kicked them all off in 

 succession, but which immediately submitted 

 to the English fox-hunter, who sat quietly on 

 his back and just felt his mouth with the 

 snaffle. 



There is, no doubt, much justice in these 

 criticisms. It is quite true that, if you want 

 to make your horse a surly rebel, you cannot 



