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quaint style : — ** You'd better buy them all, Sir ; 

 they are all good horses." 



" Yes, but which do you think would carry me 

 best?" 



I can fancy the man scanning his customer, com- 

 ing to the decision *' You're a fool,'* and going about 

 his business. 



Now, we will go a different way to work. I look 

 the stud over, then go to the groom : " Your horses 

 do your master great credit as to sort, and you as to 

 condition, groom; now look you here," slipping the 

 five shillings in his hand, " I know they come from 

 a heavy country, and your master rode heavy. I am 

 but eleven stone with my saddle ; I want speed, and 

 high and wide jumpers ; is there any particular horse 

 that would carry me in the country I hunt in, that 

 has been lost in yours, and with the weight he has 

 carried ?" 



The man pricks up his ears, and says to himself, 

 ** This looks like buying." He feels it worth his 

 while to attend to me, and it is ten to one but he 

 says something to this effect : — 



