DELIGHTFUL!
Smithson, having read and heard much of the pleasures of a Driving Tour, determines to indulge in that luxury during his Whitsuntide Holidays. He therefore engages a Trap, with a Horse that can "get over the ground," and securing the services of an experienced Driver, he sets forth.
Smithson. "A—a—isn't he—a—a—hadn't I better help you to Pull at him?"
Driver. "Pull at 'im? Why yer'd set 'im crazed! Jist you let me keep 'is 'Ead straight. Lor bless yer, there ain't no cause to be affeared, as long as we don't meet nothing, and the Gates ain't shut at Splinterbone Crossing, jist round the Bend!"