"Wasting" and Walking 



shall treat your back, not your belly, to a suit- 

 able dressing." 



Nothing has ever been written by a genuine 

 expert about the humours of "wasting," but a 

 great deal might be penned on this theme for 

 the illumination of the public mind as to the 

 strange issues involved. They are immensely 

 interesting. And it is better to have a saddle 

 under us than a stone on top — our usual fate if 

 we go too far in the wrong direction and return 

 too late. 



A small hero, who rode winners as if he were 

 born under a manger and cradled in the pigskin, 

 was instructed by his master, the worthy trainer, 

 to get 4 lbs. off at once, so that he might 

 accept an eligible mount and help to swell the 

 coffers (he was an apprentice) of his shrewd em- 

 ployer of labour. " You may keep me without 

 money," groaned the imp, " which you do, but 

 you must not keep me without food, and if you 

 do so I shall b — blubber myself to d — death." 

 After missing three meals he attempted to carry 

 out that threat, crying bitterly in a recumbent 

 position with a bit of raw carrot in his mouth, 

 concealed there by a master stroke of cunning, 

 when the fact became obvious to the meanest 

 capacity that he was not a born " waster." He 



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