4 RACECOUESE AND COVEET SIDE. 



Over the gate, so smoothly he scarcely seemed 

 to rise at it at all ; then over the ditch and bank, 

 just like handing a lady downstairs, and took 

 the water in his stride, without seeming to look 

 at it," was Greenwood's enthusiastic description. 



" He's sound, of course, or you wouldn't 

 have bought him?" (I was going to say "or 

 at least you'd have found it out before this ; " 

 but the other way of putting it sounded better, 

 and every man likes to be credited with a know- 

 ledge of horseflesh, while, as a matter of fact. 

 Greenwood was pretty shrewd.) "And is he 

 quiet ? I heard of one horse that was sold there 

 with the character of being quiet in the saddle, 

 because they said they didn't know much about 

 him. He was a demon in the stable, kicked to 

 pieces any sort of trap that he was harnessed to, 

 and, as every horse must be quiet somewhere or 

 other, they gave him the benefit of the doubt, 

 and said he was quiet to ride. But he wasn't." 



Greenwood smiled and shook his head. 



" No, my dear fellow ; he's not one of that 

 sort. He's the nicest little horse in the world." 



" Can he gallop ? " I asked. 



" Gallop as fast as you can clap your hands, 

 and all day long." 



"And jump? " 



" Jump any mortal thing you send him at." 



