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him, my boys ! ' and threw the carcase among the 

 pack. 



'' A month afterwards my host wrote to me, 

 saying, his friend had sold his horses, bought two 

 thorough breds, never had the stud-book out of 

 his hands, and now took as mistaken an idea 

 regarding blood horses, as he did before of fleshy 

 ones, his new cry being, ' Never mind the bone, 

 that never breaks ; one ounce of blood is worth a 

 ton of it.^ 



" He got into the spindle-shanked sort, but 

 being very light himself, they got along with him. 



'^ It is thus," said I, " people so often get badly 

 carried, from running into extremes. If they get 

 big ones they fancy coach-horses can carry them ; 

 and if they fancy blood, they imagine weeds will 

 make hunters ; depend on it, neither will do. 



" And now," said I, '^'^as to your question of 

 whether I wall sell the pony, I have no objection 

 to do so ; but I do not see what you want her for ; 

 I will not take less than a hundred and fifty for 

 her ; she is only five ofi\, and won nearly that sum 

 during the summer, winning five races ; but I 

 must let you a little into her history, that you 

 may not attach too much value to Galloways. I 

 believe her (strong as she looks) to be as thorougli- 

 bred as Eclipse ; her dam was a racing Galloway^ 

 by Dr. Syntax out of a little mare, running as a 

 hrdf-bred one; and the one you are on is by 



