the pattern of those worn by the Squire's Pointers; and I have found it answer prodigiously.
I have had nothing like a bad fall lately, except one day in cantering over a ploughed field, where, upon a blunder, the machine entered the ground with such force as to introduce a portion of the Hobby's head along with it. We came clean over, and for some time I thought my Hobby's neck was broke. I did not mind it myself, but I shall take care in future always to gallop on the hard road, and then such another catastrophe cannot ensue.
Eye, Suffolk,
P. S. I forgot to tell you my Parishioners stare at me a good deal. The Machine has an odd appearance, I own; but not altogether unpicturesque. I got the Drawing-master of Mr. Birch's school to send you a sketch of me.
