454 THE HOBSE. 



On one occasion, in the extremely hot summer of 1838, 1 

 drove a pair of horses, before a sporting wagon, which, loaded, 

 with myself, my friend, my servant and a brace of setters in- 

 cluded, weighed something over seventeen hundred weight, 

 from the city of ]^ew York, to Niagara Falls and back, includ- 

 ing excursions to shoot, and deviations from the route. We 

 were forty-one days on the road, and averaged forty-seven miles 

 a day, the horses not standing still, or resting, a single day ; 

 and, on the last day, having slept at Newburgh, we crossed the 

 river to Fishkill landing, and thence by Fishkill village drove to 

 the city, which we reached at ten o'clock in the evening, neither 

 of the horses having been off their feed, or out of spirits for an 

 hour, during the whole journey, and both being fatter and bet- 

 ter — not to speak of their being in their hardest possible condi- 

 tion, and fit for any amount of work — than they were when we 

 set out. 



I feel, therefore, more than a little confidence in recom- 

 mending, to my fi-iendly readers, the foregoing few, brief hints, 

 as equal to any for the keeping horses in health and condition, 

 during a journey, by a simple and easy system of road manage- 

 ment. 



