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Chapter 3 PETER LEATHER

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ers-on of the establishment. The civiler in manner, and the better they are 'put o

ection. Thither Peter went, and in lieu of his lace-bedaubed coat, gold-gartered plushes, stockings, and buckled shoes, he was dressed up in a suit of tight-fitting yellow and black-striped worsteds, that gave him the appearance of a wasp without wings. Peter Leather then tumbled regularly down the staircase of servitude, the greatness of his fall being occasionally broken by landing in some inferior place. From the Duke of Dazzleton's, or rather from the tread-mill, he went to the Marquis of Mammon, whom he very soon left because he wouldn't wear a second-hand wig. From the marquis he got hired to the great Irish Earl of Coarsegab, who expected him to wash the carriage, wait at table, and do other incidentals never contemplated by a London coachman. Peter threw this place up with indignation on being told to take the letters to the post. He then lived on his 'means' for a while, a thing that is much finer in theory than in practice, and having about exhausted his substance and placed the bulk of his apparel in safe keeping, he condescended to take a place as job coachman in a livery-stable-a 'horses let by the hour, day, or month' one, in which he enacted as many characters, at least made as many different appearances, as the late Mr. Mathews used to do in his celebrated 'At Homes.' One day Peter would be seen ducking under the mews' entrance in one of those greasy, painfully well-brushed hats, the certain precursors of soiled linen and seedy, most seedy-covered buttoned coats, that would puzzle a conjuror to say whether they were black, or grey, or olive, or invisible green turned visible brown. Then another day he might be seen in old Mrs. Gadabout's sky-blue livery, with a tarnished, gold-laced hat, nodding over his nose

rt with a clean, well-tied, white kerchief, and a whole coloured scarlet waistcoat, late the property of one of his noble employers, in hopes that S

yard, and brought his right arm round with a sort of military swing to his forehead; 'what 'ave we in?' cont

o'Lanthorn in, and we 'ave the Camel in, and there's the little Hirish oss with the sprig tail-Jack-a-Dandy, a

at the same time letting go a tremendous avalanche of silver down his tro

g his cue from his master, 'only ven you axes me vot there's i

e,' nodde

at if the former was staunch about the horses he was at liberty to make the best terms he could for himself. Whate

didly state, I wouldn't put in every one's 'ands, for, in the fust place, he's wery walueous, and in the second, he requires an ossman to ride; howsomever, as I knows that you

errupted Sponge, 'and we c

eaccumulated rush of silver down his pocket. 'Here, Tom! Joe! Harry!

ng through a stable into a wooden projection beyond

er tone, as he saw the object of his search's

ooking wildly around; 'what now?' repeated he

s,' said Leath

ords, and top-boots. It was his business to risk his neck and limbs at all hours of the day, on all sorts of horses, over any sort of place that any person chose to require him to put a horse at

mense, tall, powerful, dark brown, sixteen hands horse, with an arched neck and crest, well set on, clean, lean head, and loins that looked as if they could shoot a man into the next county. His condition was perfect. His coat la

and Leather were paying the horse those stable attentions that always precede a show out, Mr. Sponge settled in his own mind that the observation about his requiring a horseman to ride him, meant that he was v

horse stepped proudly and freely out of the stable, Mr. Sponge thought he looked ve

t he would!' added he, with a stamp of his foot as he saw the animal beginning to set up his back and wince at the approach of the lad. (We may here mention by way of parenthesis, that Mr. Buckram had brought him out of Warwicksheer for thirty pound

n his eye, and vigour in his every limb. Leather at his head,

iberal show of the white of the eye was followed by a little winc

on the horse as the lad gathered up his reins. They then made for a large field at the back of the house, with leaping-bars, hurdles, 'on and offs,' 'ins and outs,' all sorts of fancy leaps scattered about. Hav

w as 'ow that we might get the hupper 'and o' him, agen, but the playful rogue knows ven he's got a workman on his back-see how he gives to the lad though he's only fifteen, and not strong of his hage nouther,' continued Mr. Buckram, 'and I guess if he had s

tions, hopping over this thing, popping over that, mak

nd lengthen the stirrups for him to take a ride. That was the difficulty. The first two minutes always did it. Mr. Sponge, however, nothing daunted, borrowed Sam's spurs, and making Leather hold the horse by the head till h

about trying all his paces, and

many triers, and the hideous contraction of his resolute back had deterred so many from mounting, that Buckram had begun to fear he would have to place him in the only remaining school for incurables, the 'bus

, 'only he's low; but you knows that the 'eight of an oss has nothin' to do with his size. Now this is a perfect dray-oss in miniature. An 'Arrow gent, lookin' at him t'other day christen'd him "Multum in P

eg over Hercules' head and sliding from the saddle on to the ground,

, big-hocked, chestnut, with a long tail, and great, large, flat white legs, without mark or blemish upon them. Unlike Hercules, there was nothing indicative of vice or mischief about him. Indeed,

it; at other times he would hop over it like a bird. He could not beat Mr. Buckram's men, because they were always on the look-out for objects of contention with sharp spur rowels, ready to let into his sides the moment he began to stop; but a weak or a timid man on his back had no more chance than he would on an elephant. If the horse chose to carry him into the midst of the hounds at the meet, he would have him in-nay, he would think nothing of upsetting the master himself in the middle of the pack. Then the provoking part was, that the obstinate animal, after having done all the mischief, would just set to to eat as if nothing had happened. After ro

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Contents

Chapter 1 OUR HERO Chapter 2 MR. BENJAMIN BUCKRAM Chapter 3 PETER LEATHER Chapter 4 LAVERICK WELLS Chapter 5 MR. WAFFLES Chapter 6 LAVERICK WELLS 6 Chapter 7 OUR HERO ARRIVES AT LAVERICK WELLS Chapter 8 OLD TOM TOWLER Chapter 9 THE MEET-THE FIND, AND THE FINISH Chapter 10 THE FEELER Chapter 11 THE DEAL, AND THE DISASTER
Chapter 12 AN OLD FRIEND
Chapter 13 A NEW SCHEME
Chapter 14 JAWLEYFORD COURT
Chapter 15 THE JAWLEYFORD ESTABLISHMENT
Chapter 16 THE DINNER
Chapter 17 THE TEA
Chapter 18 THE EVENING'S REFLECTIONS
Chapter 19 THE WET DAY
Chapter 20 THE F.H.H.
Chapter 21 A COUNTRY DINNER-PARTY
Chapter 22 THE F.H.H. AGAIN
Chapter 23 THE GREAT RUN
Chapter 24 LORD SCAMPERDALE AT HOME
Chapter 25 MR. SPRAGGON'S EMBASSY TO JAWLEYFORD COURT
Chapter 26 MR. AND MRS. SPRINGWHEAT
Chapter 27 THE FINEST RUN THAT EVER WAS SEEN
Chapter 28 THE FAITHFUL GROOM
Chapter 29 THE CROSS-ROADS AT DALLINGTON BURN
Chapter 30 BOLTING THE BADGER
Chapter 31 MR. PUFFINGTON; OR THE YOUNG MAN ABOUT TOWN
Chapter 32 THE MAN OF P-R-O-R-PERTY
Chapter 33 A SWELL HUNTSMAN
Chapter 34 THE BEAUFORT JUSTICE
Chapter 35 LORD SCAMPERDALE AT JAWLEYFORD COURT
Chapter 36 MR. BRAGG'S KENNEL MANAGEMENT
Chapter 37 MR. PUFFINGTON'S DOMESTIC ARRANGEMENTS
Chapter 38 A DAY WITH PUFFINGTON'S HOUNDS
Chapter 39 No.39
Chapter 40 A LITERARY BLOOMER
Chapter 41 A DINNER AND A DEAL
Chapter 42 THE MORNING'S REFLECTIONS
Chapter 43 ANOTHER SICK HOST
Chapter 44 WANTED-A RICH GOD-PAPA!
Chapter 45 THE DISCOMFITED DIPLOMATIST
Chapter 46 PUDDINGPOTE BOWER, THE SEAT OF JOGGLEBURY CROWDEY, ESQ.
Chapter 47 A FAMILY BREAKFAST ON A HUNTING MORNING
Chapter 48 HUNTING THE HOUNDS
Chapter 49 COUNTRY QUARTERS
Chapter 50 SIR HARRY SCATTERCASH'S HOUNDS
Chapter 51 FARMER PEASTRAW'S D Né-MATINéE
Chapter 52 A MOONLIGHT RIDE
Chapter 53 PUDDINGPOTE BOWER
Chapter 54 FAMILY JARS
Chapter 55 THE TRIGGER
Chapter 56 NONSUCH HOUSE AGAIN
Chapter 57 THE DEBATE
Chapter 58 FACEY ROMFORD
Chapter 59 THE ADJOURNED DEBATE
Chapter 60 FACEY ROMFORD AT HOME
Chapter 61 NONSUCH HOUSE AGAIN 61
Chapter 62 A FAMILY BREAKFAST
Chapter 63 THE RISING GENERATION
Chapter 64 THE KENNEL AND THE STUD
Chapter 65 THE HUNT
Chapter 66 MR. SPONGE AT HOME
Chapter 67 HOW THEY GOT UP THE 'GRAND ARISTOCRATIC STEEPLE-CHASE'
Chapter 68 HOW THE 'GRAND ARISTOCRATIC' CAME OFF
Chapter 69 HOW OTHER THINGS CAME OFF
Chapter 70 HOW LORD SCAMPERDALE AND CO. CAME OFF
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