"Do as everybody else does,—go to John Tattsall's, and get the horse that will suit you. I shall be glad to see you on one."
The tailor was soon mounted;—but it is one thing to be mounted,—another to be seated.
He soon complained to Mr. Tattsall, that the horse he had bought of him would not mind the bridle.
"Then," says John, "ride him without one. In fact, your horse did belong to a lame letter-carrier, and he never rode him with a bridle. You may have one round his neck by way of a check rein; but this horse, you will find, will never deceive you.
"You have nothing to do but to mount, and say, 'Go on:' he will be off in a gentle canter along the gutter, keeping close to the pavement, avoiding the lamp posts, oyster stalls, orange tables, trucks, and barrows; and whenever you say 'Wo-ho,' he will make a dead stop. You may get off, and wait an hour, if you like, he will never stir, but will know how to take care of himself; only give him a bit of carrot or an apple, just to let him know you are his master, as the poor old lame duck did,—and you may mount and say 'Go on,' and 'Wo-ho,' twenty times in a day,—and he will obey you. You will not need a bridle or a rein."
Mr. Broadcloth did so,—and never complained of his horse after,—and quite recovered of his complaint.
CHAPTER IX.
How to make a Mare go.
Money makes the mare to go," is a very old proverb. Very few men have read the original poem upon this subject, except they have met with a very old volume of Crashaw's Poems.