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Title: Coaching days and coaching ways
Year: 1893 (1890s)
Authors: Tristam, W. Outram (William Outram) Railton, Herbert, 1857-1910 Thomson, Hugh, 1860-1920
Subjects: Horses Coaching (Transportation) -- England England -- Description and travel
Publisher: London New York : Macmillan and Co.
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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oung man. Pardonmy ignorance, Mirabel replies. From the cleanlinessof his person, .the neatness of his apparel, and thelanguage he made use of, I mistook him for some en-thusiastic Bachelor of Arts, wishing to become acharioteer, after the manner of the illustrious ancients.At which piece of simplicity the coach proprietorsuspects Mirabel of delirium tremens, but says, Youmust have been in foreign parts, and at the instantthe wheels begin to go round. In five minutes theyare at Hyde Park Corner ; but where is The HerculesPillars ? Never to be seen by Mirabel again, whoremarks somewhat pointlessly, What, off the stones,already ? He is informed that they have never beenon the stones, and that there are no stones in Londonnow. (This seems strange to me—I seem to have metsome in my wanderings in hansom cabs ! ) Wrong THE EXETER ROAD IOI however as regards stones and coachmen, the nextthing Mirabel remarks is that they seem to be goingvery fast ; but here also he is hopelessly out of his
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Giving them a Start bearings. Fast ! says the proprietor. We nevergo fast over this stage. We have time allowed in con-sequence of being subject to interruptions, and wemake it up over the low ground. Notwithstanding 102 COACHING DAYS AND COACHING WAYS which apology for lack of speed, in five and thirtyminutes, the Comet careers into Brentford. At the jolting of the coach on the old familiar pavingstones Mirabel becomes young again. The past re-appears. He is in the Exeter Fly once more, with theblooming Belinda—whose bright eyes are dimmed now ;with her mother, who has long since vanished off theface of the earth ; with the lawyer of Salisbury who,whilst she was upon it, had aspired to keep her com-pany ; with the blue-faced warrior from Dettingen,intoxicated and timorous to the last. Wounds bleed anew ; the Plaint pursues with tearsThe wanderer through lifes labyrinthine waste ;And names the Good already past away,Cheated, alas ! of half lifes little day, as Goethe sings of a simi

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