from the breeder in the North. There were some fine looking geldings, I thought, and I pitched upon one that I thought would suit me; and so he was saddled, and I desired the Dealer to mount him, and he did, and a very fine figure the gelding cut; and so the people in the street said; and a decent man, in a scratch wig, said, the man that rode him knew how to make the most of him; and so I bought him. But he goes in a different manner with me, for instead of his capering like a Trooper, he hangs down his head and tail, and neither whip nor spur can get him out of a snail's gallop. And I want to know whether by law I must keep him, as he is not certainly the horse I took him for; and therefore I ought to have my money again.
The Limner in our lane was with me when I bought him, and has taken a picture of him as he was with the Dealer on his back, and another as he now goes with me upon his back; by which you will see the
