lylean in its grotesqueness. "Here is a horse who have a bad looks. He not sall know to march, he is pursy, he is foundered. Don't you are ashamed to give me a jade as like? he is undshoed, he is with nails up; it want to lead to the farrier." “Let us prick (piquons) go us more fast, never I was seen a so much bad beast; she will not nor to bring forward neither put back." “Strek him the bridle," cries the horsedealer, "Hold him the rein sharters." "Pique stron gly, make to marsh him." “I have pricked him enough. But I can't to make marsh him," replies the indignant client. “Go down, I shall make marsh," declares the dealer; upon which the incensed equestrian rejoins “Take care that he not give you a foot kicks," and the "coper" sardonically but somewhat incoherently con-
