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down in his saddle, even if he has not, hke Mr. Varnish 

 in ' Market Harborough,' the air of playing a favourite 

 instrument. The standing-up seat, with your horse mov- 

 ing like clockwork and going right into his bridle, is to my 

 mind the seat for a critical time, when it is a matter of 

 lifting hounds and taking them on to a holloa. The late 

 Frank Beers did this to perfection. But all agreed that 



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whatever Charles Davis did on a horse was right. You 

 could not, by all accounts, get him out of drawing with his 

 horse, your eye, or the circumstances. 



Some people invest every horse they ride with character 

 and morals. I do myself, and although I have suffered some 

 literally stunning disillusions I shall continue to do so. 

 Davis had favourites, but, according to his biographer in 



