Mr. John Mann, a most eminent Taylor of Bury St. Edmunds, was one day observed to mount his horse (which stood at the door of a Gentleman's house in the neighbourhood) when the bitt was out of his mouth, and, in that manner, to proceed rapidly towards home. My Informant followed him from curiosity; and, from what he could observe, saw no alteration in his riding except that he reel'd a little at times, a circumstance exceedingly natural; and although he had three turns to make to the right, and two to the left, to thread the needle through some Mackerel carts on the road, and a Water to pass; (where, by the bye, he let his horse stop too long, and drink too much), yet he arrived safe and sound at home.
Now considering the five angles, the Mackerel carts, and his not going over the bridge, which was the right way; I question but such a performance might have puzzled one of Attila's fellows.
