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could not live on one road, each was considered, and residents 

 in different localities kept the coaches going by patronising 

 them. 



Returning to Castle Square, I next come to the old Blue 

 Coach office. Coaches from here were good and safe, but 

 slower than the others described previously. From this office 

 they ran not only to London but to Hastings, Portsmouth, and 

 other places. Then there was the White Coach office, Snow's, at 

 the north-east corner of Castle Square, with windows into the 

 Old Steine. The coaches running from here were all white 

 and belonged to Snow. There were several to London and 

 other places from this office : one to London was called the 

 Magnet, I remember. Also from this office ran the Red 

 Rover, through Shoreham, Worthing, Chichester, Southampton, 

 Salisbury, and Wells, to Bath. I often went to school and 

 came home for the holidays by it. It was a. very good fast 

 coach, a dark body and red wheels, and the horses had red 

 collars. I have forgotten the names of the coachmen un- 

 fortunately, and do not know who can tell me them fifty 

 years have passed since I travelled by it. 



I remember leaving Brighton on the Red Rover one morn- 

 ing in such a gale of wind from the south-west as I have 

 seldom seen ; as we went along the road between the Bedford 

 Hotel, then just newly opened, and Brunswick Square we saw 

 two flys coming out of side streets blown clean over, and a 

 poor woman coming along the bottom of Brunswick Square 

 was caught in a squall, and her petticoats being whisked up 

 were caught over the iron spikes on top of the rails above her 

 head. Had anyone been in the square at that early and 

 tempestuous hour I think he would have been reminded of 

 a peacock, who puts up his tail in the spring and invariably 

 turns his back to you. Fortunately some man coming along 

 got to her and unhooked her. We had a very unpleasant 

 drive to Worthing. The gale was, as a sailor would express it, 

 on our port bow, and more than one of the passengers lost 

 their hats for ever and a day. After leaving there we altered 



