the fineſt Horn in the World. He was a little ſurprized that any body purſued thoſe kinds of Sports in the Night, but he had not Time for much Reflection before they all paſſed by him, ſo near, that he was able to count what Number there was of them, which he ſaid, was Thirteen, and that they were all dreſt in green, and gallantly mounted. He was ſo well pleaſed with the Sight, that he would gladly have follow'd, could he have kept pace with them; he croſs'd the Foot-Way, however, that he might ſee them again, which he did more than once, and loſt not the Sound of the Horn for ſome Miles. At length, being arrived at his Siſter's, he tells her the Story, who preſently clapped her Hands for Joy, that he was come home ſafe; for, ſaid ſhe, thoſe you ſaw were Fairies, and 'tis well they did not take you away with them.
There is no perſuading them but that theſe Huntings are frequent in the Iſland, and that theſe little Gentry being too proud to ride on Manks Horſes, which: they might find in the Field, make uſe of the Engliſh and Iriſh ones, which are brought over and kept by Gentlemen. They ſay that nothing is more common,
