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of an art then so much in vogue, I once experienced in a 

 remarkable manner. 



Beginning at the Goklen Cross, passing through the 

 city, and making my exit by Shoreditch Church from this 

 great metropolis — (which sacred edifice I never passed 

 without casthig my eyes up at its steeple in admiration, 

 for it is one of Sir Christopher Wren's most beautiful 

 specimens) — I had plenty of what was called stone work. 

 One morning a fresh horse was put to my coach — one 

 that had only been purchased the day before — and, Avhat 

 was contrary to all adopted custom, harnessed as near 

 leader. It was of no use to expostulate, so, after looking 

 round, I got up. Starting and proceeding along the 

 Strand and Fleet Street, he went pretty straight, except 

 that he carried his body away rather from his partner, 

 as young horses in a strange or new position are apt to 

 do — but a slight communication under his bar soon put 

 that to rights. After stoj)ping at the corner of Wood 

 Street, we proceeded along Cheapside by the Bank to the 

 commencement of Threadneedle Street, when he made 

 a bolt to go down Broad Street. I had my hand upon 

 his rein instantly, and prevented him taking the wrong 

 road. But there being a post, in the shape of a gun 

 with the muzzle downwards, as there is now at the corner, 

 I could not catch him up in time to prevent his going 

 on the pavement inside of it. In the same instant, seeing 

 that the leaders' bars would be caught by the post, 

 having my wheel-horses tight in hand, I drew their reins 

 back ; this caused them to throw their heads up, and 

 that acting upon the pole -chains, jerked the bars over 

 the top of the post : at the same moment, as it were, 



