REVIEW — PRACTICAL HORSEMANSHIP. 
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say, ‘ Can’t they, though V Nor is this to be wondered at, when 
we consider how little the mouths of racing colts are attended to; 
so, if disposed to pull, they are allowed to do so; and by constantly 
lugging at the boy at exercise, who, for such horses, is selected 
among the strongest in the stables, their mouths become insensible, 
and sheer force and management alone holds them, — and not always 
that either. 
“‘Herecooms a flyer; that’s the woon for moy money,’ cries 
some whapstraw, seeing a third horse coming; and a flyer he ap- 
pears to many just then. This is a bit of a puller, too, but nothing 
like the other ; and he does it in a different way. He comes ‘star- 
gazing’ along, his nose out, and that flung from side to side in im- 
patience of controul, not from ill temper, but impetuosity of dispo- 
sition and excitement. He gallops somewhat high, and comes 
striding along in any thing but a straight line : from the manner in 
which he flings himself about, his ears in constant motion, some- 
times forwards, sometimes inclined the other way, as if catching 
each noise he hears before or behind him ; his tail with its end 
turning upwards, he comes wildly along, and is only kept straight 
b} r the restraint of the bit, and that depending on the martingale 
not giving way ; if it should, no living man could guide him. 
“ His jockey we see quite down in his seat, his feet forwards, 
his body thrown back; the reins held as wide apart as the knot 
will permit, that each hand may be the better able to steady the 
head, that never allows the same hold of it to be retained lor a 
minute. This horse is to be pulled up without much effort, for his 
mouth is not a dead one, and the martingale gives the bit a hold 
on the bars of the mouth; without it, the bit would only come 
against and up to the corner of the lips, and give no hold. Coming 
back, we see him too impatient to walk, but dancing about, and 
half-starting at every thing he sees. We see and hear his jockey 
trying to pacify him, but he is too excited to be cooled down. 
Probably we see symptoms of sweating, odds against the Fiver. 
I should say, ‘if a false start or two take place, a pony to a fiver 
he does not win.’ 
“ Now comes quite a different gentleman, and ridden quite in a 
different manner. He comes his up gallop at a rattling pace, be- 
cause he can’t help it; his ears close down on his poll; his tail 
switching, not from vice, for he is a good-tempered horse, but a 
lurching sluggish rogue: if he was induced to shew any trick, it 
would probably be bolting somewhere, if not well watched, when 
the pace became too fast to please him. 
“His jockey we see sitting down in his saddle, his legs rather 
back, so as to be ready to give him a taste of the spur if necessary. 
He is kicking and twisting him along, and shaking him every 
