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turn-out of a noble ]\Iarquis,^ who had issued with his 

 four iron-o;revs from the oates of Strathfieldsaye — the seat 

 of his illustrious relative, the Iron Duke — for an hour's 

 drive, and had just pulled up at the " AYhite Hart," at 

 Hook : and then see come rattlino- alons;, at ten or twelve 

 miles an hour, the "' Southampton Telegraph," with four 

 "spicy prads," not to be matched in colour, not going at 

 any measured pace, but all well in hand, with their heads 

 up, slashing along under the skilful management of the 

 then celebrated John Peer, who sits at his ease conversing; 

 with his box companion, or turning his head to answer 

 some query of a passenger on the roof, with whom his 

 titled compeer intended to have a minute's chat that 

 morning. But no — the '* Independent " is close at his 

 hind boot, and John can only acknowledge his Lordship's 

 condescension by a slight but well-timed obeisance in 

 passing. Compare the two, I say, and then judge if the 

 eye would not cease to be captivated by the vacant 

 splendour of the nobleman's equipage, and follow to its 

 utmost ken those two rival (one almost matchless) and 

 admirable specimens of this useful, elegant, attractive, 

 but now almost obsolete art. 



Before 1 leave this part of my subject it will not be 

 deemed irrelevant to say a little more of the unsightly 

 machine that but few of my readers can remember, as it 

 was just going out at the time I commenced life ; there- 

 fore would they scarcely recognize the purpose for Mdiich 

 it was intended, or believe that this rude invention of 

 our fathers was made use of for plundering the simple 

 and an wary. 



^ The late Duke of Beaufort, then Marquis of Worcester. 



