RUN FROM "GIBBET GORSE." 57 



Lonsdale's, and who daily when he was going out 

 hunting, which he did in all weathers, and always 

 rode to the meet, used to wrap his silk handkerchief 

 or comforter round his neck, see that he was warm 

 and cozy, and bid him God speed before he got 

 upon his horse. Lady Frederick Bentinck, who was 

 daughter of the good old Earl, was one of the ladies 

 in the red habits that I have before mentioned. 



After I had quite come back to my proper senses 

 I was sent home, about eight miles, in the Earl's 

 carriage, and having arrived at home I was duly 

 put to bed, where I remained for about a week ; 

 for, as may be supposed, I had had a precious 

 shaking, and was a good deal bruised, and pretty 

 much the colour of a plum all down one side. How- 

 ever, as no bones were broken, I soon went through 

 all the changes of the chameleon, and after about 

 ten days came out again as good as new. They 

 said I had had a very near squeak for it, and that 

 everybody thought I must be killed from the way in 

 which the mare seemed to tumble upon me. Had 

 it been in these days there is little doubt that I 

 should have been dead not only in my father's 

 halls, but mourned from Johnny Groat's house to the 

 Land's End, in Cornwall. But, as there were no 



