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CHAPTEE X. 



DEEDING HOESES. — FOEAGE-BISCUITS. — IRISH PEA- 

 SANTRY. A CUNNING IDIOT. A CABIN SUPPER. 



— THE ROGUISH MULE. — A DAY AT COUR- 

 TOWN. — ^paddy's OPINION OF THE EMPRESS. 



I SAID at the commencement of these pages 

 that I should offer little or no discourse upon 

 the general management of horses ; yet, in one 

 reserved instance, I may be permitted to break 

 through my rule. If you want your hunters 

 to thrive, do not let them have a single grain 

 of raw oats. People have laughed at me when 

 I said this, and have scarcely waited for the 

 turning of my back to call me a mad woman ; 

 but a few of the scoffers have since come to 

 thank me, and if you adopt my plan you will 



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