appearance had created so much attention came to the door of the
inn, and the elder and stouter was seen to smile at his companion;
after which he strolled leisurely over the green, and seemed to
examine with much benevolent satisfaction the assemblage of
villagers who were staring at him and the quadrupeds.

Mr. Brock, when he saw the parson's band and cassock, took off his
beaver reverently, and saluted the divine: "I hope your reverence
won't baulk the little fellow," said he; "I think I heard him
calling out for a ride, and whether he should like my horse, or his
Lordship's horse, I am sure it is all one. Don't be afraid, sir!
the horses are not tired; we have only come seventy mile to-day, and
Prince Eugene once rode a matter of fifty-two leagues (a hundred and
fifty miles), sir, upon that horse, between sunrise and sunset."

"Gracious powers! on which horse?" said Doctor Dobbs, very solemnly.

"On THIS, sir,--on mine, Corporal Brock of Cutts's black gelding,
'William of Nassau.' The Prince, sir, gave it me after Blenheim
fight, for I had my own legs carried away by a cannon-ball, just as
I cut down two of Sauerkrauter's regiment, who had made the Prince
prisoner."

"Your own legs, sir!" said the Doctor. "Gracious goodness! this is
more and more astonishing!"

"No, no, not my own legs, my horse's I mean, sir; and the Prince
gave me 'William of Nassau' that very day."

To this no direct reply was made; but the Doctor looked at Mrs.