50 Saddle and Sirloin. 



and the hand of Jim Byrns, the guard, was almost 

 frozen to the screw-wrench, when he brought out a 

 spare pole-hook, and fastened it on. The snow fell in 

 flakes large enough to blind them, and the only comic 

 bit was the voice of a heavy swell issuing from beneath 

 a perfect tortoise-shell covering of capes and furs on 

 the box-seat : " What are you fellozvs keeping me here 

 in the cold for, and warming your own hands at the 

 lamp ?" 



George Eade was very deaf, but still he had hearing 

 enough left to be cognisant of a great many objurga- 

 tions from Mr. Richardson of the Greyhound at Shap 

 for taking it out of his horses. One day Mr. Richardson 

 came out and was peculiarly bland, but George con- 

 cluded that he was on the old subject, and had his 

 back up in an instant, " Hang you ! I'm not before my 

 time ; F II bet you ^L of it, look at my watch!" Jack 

 Pooley was a great character, and drove in earlier 

 days over Stainmoor. When he retired he joined the 

 Yeomanry Cavalry, and entered his horse for a cavalry 

 plate. Two of the principal conditions were that it 

 must never have won 50?., and, also, be half-bred. 

 Some objections having been raised to Jack's nomi- 

 nation, it became necessary to examine Jack before a 

 committee of the regiment. To the first question, 

 whether his horse had ever won 5<D/., he replied, " No, 

 indeed ! but he's helped to lose many a fifty he ran 

 three years in an opposition coach" The next question 

 was, "What is he by, Mr. Pooley T "By?" said Jack, 

 " I should say he was by a shorthorn bull, he's such a 

 devil of a roarer" and Jack's answers were considered 

 eminently satisfactory. Jack Creery was a good 

 coachman, and drove a pair-horse mail from Lancaster 

 to Kirby Stephen. He had a guard, Joe Lord, who 

 had been with Van Amburgh, and the pair got lost 

 one night between Kirby Stephen and Kirby Lons- 

 dale. Jack was so sleepy that he crept inside. Lord 

 drove for him, and being sleepy as well, turned right 



