Beggars on horseback; a riding tour in North Wales . She sat on the top of an Empress cottage stove. with the eye of a connoisseur. Miss OFlanniganrelapsed somewhat abruptly into gloom. BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK, I have a pair of real little beauties, went on (. The obliging ironmoiiger. the chemists wife, beaming at us between minaretsof Enos Fruit Salt and Mellins Food, just the BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. thine for London work. Ill have them roundat the hotel for you in ten minutes. We were conscious of social shrinkage as thework for which we required the ponies was ex-plained ; a fortnights road wor
Beggars on horseback; a riding tour in North Wales . She sat on the top of an Empress cottage stove. with the eye of a connoisseur. Miss OFlanniganrelapsed somewhat abruptly into gloom. BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK, I have a pair of real little beauties, went on (. The obliging ironmoiiger. the chemists wife, beaming at us between minaretsof Enos Fruit Salt and Mellins Food, just the BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. thine for London work. Ill have them roundat the hotel for you in ten minutes. We were conscious of social shrinkage as thework for which we required the ponies was ex-plained ; a fortnights road work in Wales, withthe proviso that the animals would have to carrypacks— large packs, added Miss OFlannigan—held a suggestion of bagmen, not to say Mrs Williams stable sank unhesitatingly tothe level of our needs. She had yet anotherpony, three years old, thirteen hands high, steady,and bin ridden with the Yeomanry, she ended,reassuringly. From the eye that Miss OFlannigan cast uponme I knew that her mind was, like mine, occupiedwith a vision of the Yeomanry mounted, likecyclists, on dwarf-safeties, and we ventured toask whether the St Bernard, whose eyes gleamedfrom the dark corner of the shop where he lay,pantingly protruding a tongu
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