'God preserve the Emperor,' from which this horse took his name.
Only play that toon to him, and he rears hisself up, beats the hair
in time with his forelegs, and then sinks gently to the ground as
though he were carried off by a cannon-ball. He served a lady
hopposite Hapsley 'Ouse so one day, and since then I've never let
him out to a friend except on Sunday, when, in course, there's no
danger. Heglantine IS a friend of mine, and of course I wouldn't
put the poor fellow on a hanimal I couldn't trust."

After a little more conversation, my lord and his friend quitted Mr.
Snaffle's, and as they walked away towards the "Regent," his
Lordship might be heard shrieking with laughter, crying, "Capital,
by jingo! exthlent! Dwive down in the dwag! Take Lungly. Worth a
thousand pound, by Jove!" and similar ejaculations, indicative of
exceeding delight.

On Saturday morning, at ten o'clock to a moment, Mr. Woolsey called
at Mr. Eglantine's with a yellow handkerchief under his arm. It
contained the best and handsomest body-coat that ever gentleman put
on. It fitted Eglantine to a nicety--it did not pinch him in the
least, and yet it was of so exquisite a cut that the perfumer found,
as he gazed delighted in the glass, that he looked like a manly
portly high-bred gentleman--a lieutenant-colonel in the army, at the
very least.

"You're a full man, Eglantine," said the tailor, delighted, too,
with his own work; "but that can't be helped. You look more like
Hercules than Falstaff now, sir, and if a coat can make a gentleman,
a gentleman you are. Let me recommend you to sink the blue cravat,
and take the stripes off your trousers. Dress quiet, sir; draw it