DRIVING. 



friend the brougham horse having received this vicious cut, 

 being still held by the near rein, and not having his mouth 



touched by the off one, makes 

 a dart to the near side, and 

 either knocks a lamp-post with 

 his forewheel, runs into the 

 dustcart standing by the kerb- 

 stone, or is saved from this 

 calamity by a frightful scramble 

 and exertion on the part of 

 the personage with a gravel 

 walk round his hat. See again, 

 a few yards further on, the 



gentleman driving himself in a phaeton with his hands up close 

 to his nose. The omnibus in front of him pulls up short : our 



